<strong>Name: Talia of Ashwood</strong><br/><strong>Class: Cleric</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/c4/99/dfc49967faa0e3e8871f50354e621224.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Strength</strong>: Arms<strong>Vulnerability</strong>: Head<br/><br/><strong>Willpower</strong>: 25<strong>Defense</strong>: 8<strong>Morale</strong>: 11<br/><br/><strong>Bondage:</strong><strong>Head</strong>:<strong>Arms</strong>:<strong>Legs</strong>:<br/><br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Looking surprised, Talia nodded then glanced sideways at Amanda as she came back to the rest of the mercenaries and stood besides her. Usually, lowborn adventurers, especially noble-born adventurers, and this one... apparently didn't give a rats tail about nobles! Interesting, she thought, returning her attention to what was happening but making a mental note to talk with the weirdly friendly alchemist when they had the time.<br/><br/>The travel was turned out to be quite uneventful. Perhaps it was because their elven guide led them through hidden paths, avoiding dangerous wildlife, and perhaps it was due to her reading of the map, and perhaps both. Though, it didn't matter that much, they apparently reached their destination, a large trade post called Borstown.<br/>As they stood at the edge of the town, Talia sniffed, looking around slowly, as if studying her surroundings. The scent... it seemed somewhat familiar and alien at the same time to her, and the vegetation....<br/>Her thoughts were interrupted by the bubbly alchemist. Talia blinked, focusing on Amanda, for a few heartbeats not knowing what to say.<em>So much enthusiasm!</em>she thought, feeling her lips curving into a smile as if by themselves. Amanda's enthusiasm and friendliness were adorable in Talia's eyes, if a bit misplaced, considering the probable danger of their assignment.<br/>Talia smiled to Amanda then shifted her gaze to the large tree, growing in the middle of the town square. Something was wrong here, she thought. According to the princess, the troubles with this town began a few days ago and the vegetation looked as if the town was deserted for a couple of decades.<br/>- "I agree with our elven friend. This... this is definitely unnatural. " said Talia, making a gesture with her staff to indicate their surroundings. "This kind of greenery doesn't grow in a few days! It can't!"<br/>Talia glanced at Tula, who kept going away from them, looking around cautiously, her bow at the ready. "We should go after her, it is too risky to let her go too far ahead!" she nodded towards the huntress, then started walking, using her staff to probe at boulders and the vegetation. Traps were unlikely to be found here, but it always paid off to be cautious, she thought.