<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Lethia1.jpg)<br/><strong>Lethia </strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Snake(?)   <strong>Class:</strong> Beguiler   <strong>HP</strong>: 18/18<hr/> </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Using Hypnotic Command: At 2018-04-23 18:50:41, Lethia (uid: 2076) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=118079)<br/>Oho! 10+ means I get to use three words, in this case it will be "let us pass" on their leader.</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Lethia slithered through the muck and mire of the swamp, the cool, murky waters reminding her of home. The snakes on her head hissed as the dryads began their approach, the left-most turning about togaze at the fire created by their ally.<br/>"Methinks they dislike the flame," she said as she began to rise up on her serpentine tail to make herself look taller and for her green, scintillating eyes to meet with those of the creature the rest appeared to take orders from, her pink scales coated slightly in the viscous green-brown of the swamp water, "If diplomacy be our choice of weapon, I would advise extinguishing it, dear Serylia, lest we further draw their ire."<br/><br/>"My good fellows," the snake said as her eyes locked with the leader of the bunch, "Under what pretence, pray tell, would you believe sacrificing such as we would aid you in any way? Such as it is, at least look upon my form and agree that should you wish to appear more as you once were that at very least one such as I would avail you not. As it may, I bid you to<span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>let us pass</strong></em></span>."