<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/31/22/c0/3122c05bb8cf107d808a38f079dd0072.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Alliera Brightshield (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13147425#msg13147425)</span><br/><strong>Dragonborne Paladin 1</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br/>AC: 18<br/>Init:  +1<br/>Saves: 3/1/1/0/1/5 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Lady Alliera Brightshield could easily be confused for a frightening person, if one didn't take care to watch her face, which was always warm and friendly. Alliera was listening closely, though it was clear that some of the details of the whole thing were missing her, if only do to her getting distracted at a few points. Alliera knew during times like this to let other people talk, because she sometimes missed things. That all said, The Brightshield Family ran caravans and carts through that route on occasion, so Alliera knew the basics. Honestly, Alliera was more interested in who she was working with, there were two humans who seemed to be magic users of some description, and a goblin warrior...Alliera quickly decided to not tell father about her, he'd just go on a tangent about Goblin Barbarians getting where they're not wanted again, and Alliera didn't want anouther accidentally racist dinner... "I imagine that he's the one with the fanciest armor." Alliera said, answering the goblin "The guys in charge of these kinds of things always want to flaunt thier stature, especially if thier are lady-brigands about..."