<div class="floatleft">(https://whisperingworlds.com/wp-content/gallery/fantasywomen/fantasywoman105.jpg)</div><br/>Fast Stats: AC 19 | HP 24/24 | PP 15<br/>Magic: 4/4 level 1, 2/2 level 2, Channel Divinity (Healing/Turn undead) 1/LR<br/><br/>Arya Thorngrove - Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16121272#msg16121272)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions</span><br/><strong>Movement</strong><br/><strong>Action</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Arya was about to be settled with the gunslinger for a drink the cleric was about to order when a strange door appeared in the middle of the room. Very strange, it seemed fairy like in its appearance, and strangely a figure immerged too.<br/><br/>All eyes went to the new comer who walked out of the magical door way like it was nothing special. It seemed to be a she but it looked like a doll made of ceramics. A magical creature ? Regardless of what it was it asked for aid and the cleric new this was the reason for her return to this place.<br/><br/>Arya nodded to Dahlia Edwards - who seemed intrigued also.<br/><br/>"A cleric is often needed where peril exists, not only can we heal physical injuries but we are useful for all sort of situations. I will join you, my pack pack and weapons are in my room upstairs, I will gather them shortly and return in haste."<br/><br/>The hooded woman didn't mention her masters name or her own for that matter. Not yet, perhaps she was only going to do so for those seeking to help her. Regardless Arya thought to mention hers first. With any luck she would know who she is working for soon enough.<br/><br/>"Before I do I am a life cleric, my name is Arya Thorngrove, I hope to be of assistance."