<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0f/Muriel_Rainecourt.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Muriel Rainecourt<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 2/2 Race  Half-elf Gender Female Class Investigator/ Cavalier</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>44   cmb:6+2=+8<br/><strong>AC:</strong>15<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+8<br/><hr/><br/>Muriel blinked for a moment at the sudden shift in the flow of the conversation " Well a bit  sweaty, sore and tired. I could use a bath and  a nice room, but will settle for  a bath and a tent to sleep in. Emotionally I probably have a good cathartic cry when my mind lets me face it. While I have work to distract me  and things  to do it might be a  ways off for me. Though likely I'll seek someone out to put me in a position where  ill have to wrestle with it."  for a moment  to get  what she meant across she crossed her wrists in front of her and then returned to picking up the next item. She knew  that out of  the most of them Grimaruk would  catch her subtle meaning. " How are  you holding up?"