<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Portrait-of-an-elf-female-with-tattoos-on-face-and-earring-and-necklace.jpg)</div>Melisandre Whitethorn (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1txaS6GTLB4apV7391IsfBN5Uqn86Slq8Sn5mGoeDnnE/edit)<br/><br/>Doodling equations and alchemical formula on a slate board with chalk held Melisandre's attention when the drunken fool accosted their old friend.  The subtle aura coming off of the paladin, empathicly caressing her with hope and courage, got the blond elfmaid's attention, and she looked up at the half-elf's approach.  “Keira!” she sing songed happily, rising too offer the brunette a quick hug.  “It's good to see you again.”<br/><br/>She glanced around as commiseration was offered.  Bright purple eyes sought emerald as Melisandre whispered to Lydia, “What did I miss?”<br/><br/>When the letter was handed out, she thanked the halfling and read the letter, giving the handwriting an approving nod.<br/><br/>Straight teeth indented a dusty rose lower lip.  “The wounds he describes...” she whispered.<br/><br/>The blond grit her teeth then looked around among her friends, “I have to take this job.  I hope you'll all join me, but if this is what it sounds like, I...” she gave a groan, remembering her last battle with this particular branch of the undead, “I can't let someone else fall to that curse if it can be stopped.”<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">K. Religion: 30</div></div>