<div class="floatright">  (https://i.imgur.com/P2jSc3U.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283059.msg13931773#msg13931773)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Magnhild Firehand</span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1481056)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12<strong>AC:</strong>16<br/><strong>Fort:</strong>4<strong>Will:</strong>1<strong>Ref:</strong>0<br/><strong>Psi:</strong>2<strong>Strikes:</strong>3<strong>Rage:</strong>7<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Am I okay losing to this foe:</strong>More fun to bring them to their knees.  If I lose, I'd prefer to do it gloriously.<br/><hr/><br/>"Ah," Magnhild exhaled softly as she looked over the remnants of the settlement; it was the sort of moan others would use when savoring a choice morsel or the first warm, wet touch of sex.  The corners of her mouth curled and her eyes twinkled in a mad sort of grin.  "Overrun?  All dead, or enslaved?  A bloodthirsty, savage foe, and we the vanguard against the unknown?  Thank you, miss, for the chance at honor!"<br/><br/>She clapped Perth heavily on the back as he returned, laughing at his comment. "No luck, half-man!  Only fate.  If Death catches you today, die valiantly and live on after!"  She laughed again, the most cheerful she'd been since the trip began, and dropped down into the boat.  If there were oars, she took them; but left any sort of sailing to someone else.