<div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/75cffc883b880012bf36b59287bcd191/tumblr_p7wo9yQi111v4fvg9o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Jhessela Vanscasa (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1843842)</span><br/><em>Varisian Fighter, 1st level</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>13/13 |<strong>AC:</strong>20 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>|<strong>Speed:</strong>20' |<strong>Effects:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>Jhessela seemed a little tense as they cut across town to Washer's Row. Except when she noted good shortcuts to get around a congested street or something. She would eventually follow Velkyn and Valindra into the tent. There was a quirk to her lips as Velkyn dealt with the man. Again, she's not one to cut into another Varisian's income, even if it's a con. She gave Zograthy a look, arms folding across her chest. She murmured to Velkyn then - rather loudly, but she tried. "You just paid the same price as you would have for the, ah, secrets of the multiverse." She glanced at Zograthy and back to Velkyn.