Syra Shiran (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276156.msg14144725#msg14144725)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Toilet of Eternal Ravishment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>HP:</strong>85/ 85<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18, Touch: 13, FF: 18, CMD: ??<br/><strong>Spells:</strong>Cantrips: Inf 1st: 5/5 | 2nd: 4/5 | 3rd: 5/5 | 4th: 5/5  | 5th: 3/3 |<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fort +7, Ref +14, Will +10, Init +8, Perc +18<br/><strong>Active effects/spells:</strong>Spider Climb, Light<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120462)<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>38 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120463)<br/><hr/><br/>As Syra manifested in the teleport circle she smell that hit her nose was unbelievably foul; it took all of her concentration not to vomit right there and then. It was just plain terrible and the notion of going through that "sludge" wasn't precisely what she was anticipating; though she might if she believed that there would be quite a bit more treasure through there. Her dual blade sheathed at her hips as she walked, wearing her long-tailed coat over the rest of her outfit and a small ball of light manifesting to glow centered on a ring she was wearing. "Ugh, this disgusting. There better be something worthwhile here."