<div class="floatright">(http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e43/veraska/tumblr_n1ljujgGmA1t969uco1_1280_zpszastn2n7.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Kristina Daniels</span></strong><br/>Elf Ranger 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261062.msg12890411#msg12890411)<br/>HP 12/12<br/>AC 13 (Leather Bustier and Breeches)<br/><br/><strong>Location: </strong>Banquet Hall<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Everyone still in the banquet hall, Greg, Valana<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12907035#msg12907035">Quote from: Rummy Tum Tum on 15-01-2017, 08:55:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Greg took up position on the opposite side of the door, giving Jessica a nod of affirmation and standing by as she scanned the hall. The sound of Timothy talking to the Priest caught his attention, but only after noting that the hall was relatively safe did he turn look at the man. <strong>"Priorities."</strong> He said to him in a voice only loud enough to carry to his ears. But then, he heard the Priest's response. His attention snapped to the holy man, and he fixed him with a violent, hateful glare. An exceedingly venomous message escaped him in a harsh whisper, but his lips were quite easy to read even if it couldn't be heard "You fucking bitch."<br/><br/>He turned to Timothy when he spoke, a mild confusion mixing with the irritation still in his eyes. This guy was getting real bossy. As a matter of fact, he could not at all understand why a scientist wanted to go in and check the area. But, he'd proven himself deft enough, and could use magic to protect himself long enough for the cavalry to come in. He took a breath, his gaze stony, and tapped his wrist in a gesture clearly telling him to hurry it up.<br/><br/>Kristina's suggestion shortly afterward brought a frown to his face. <strong>"Whoever did this coulda gone that way, but goin' to check would be too risky, for us and for them in the hall. We should stick together."</strong> There was a bit of distance in his stare as he spoke, and it was only in small part due to the drink in his system. He was starting to like those two, and now they were dead. All that was left was to confirm with his own eyes. <strong>"Grab a weapon and come over here. We're goin' in soon. I know that attendant needs consoling, but this is more important."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12907650#msg12907650">Quote from: Devil's Advocate on 15-01-2017, 18:00:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Greg caught Charlotte nodding from the corner of his eye. Indeed, they should stay together. After all, we are strange people in a strange land. How could we ever know what is possible here? Or, perhaps, is one of us a murderer? That was a particularly chilling thought. Her robes made a swishing sound as she followed Greg.<br/><br/>Valana let go of Kristina so that she could move, if she desired.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Ok, Greg I'll be over in a second." Valana then let her go and Kristina released her from the hug. "Feel free to help yourself to some food and drink Valana." She then grabbed a knife off the table and got behind Charlotte and Greg and started whispering to them.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"If it's their god's will that our friends should die, why didn't he just have lightning strike them instead of having them murdered. I think what that priest said is some BS. Also it really pisses me off that their attendants were murdered too."</span>