<div class="floatleft">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/DalimathLadyAvali.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Innoki Duskwoven</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ravengro<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: All y'all<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:<em>HP </em>10/10 -<em> Init</em>: +3<br/><strong>Currently</strong>:<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>Innoki's grip didn't shift, but his long ears flattened visibly. He managed to keep his lip from curling, at least. His voice is soft, almost gentle, when he speaks. "As said. The will of the gods is not for mortals to assume." He lifts his head, eyes narrowed slightly. "Unless you would like to ask them for yourself. ..?" For once... the first time in a long while... he's finding himself in agreement with his companions.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Crunch</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-10-05 01:00:55, Sylverthorne (uid: 19) rolls: 1d20 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=80935)<br/>... that's terrifying. Dip, Assist Other.</div></div>