<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FQuTx0x.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liliana (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1295999)<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>AC:</strong>23;<strong>Burn:</strong>0/8;<strong>HP:</strong>50/50<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><hr/><br/>Liliana was content to let the old farmer ramble on and tell them all about whatever he felt like telling them.  She even helped encourage him to speak about things, adding little "oh really?" or "what about..."s to the conversation to coax little bits of information out of him, whether useful or not.  She stayed at his side like some doting granddaughter for a time until she grew weary of it and decided to recline in the back of the cart.  It was difficult to get perfectly comfortable, but eventually she found a position where she could lean back against Slicks shoulder--perhaps intentionally--and stretch her legs over a small bundle of goods.<br/><br/>"They do seem to enjoy such lovely decadence," she agreed with a half-hearted yawn into the back of her hand.  "Yes, yes, one piece at a time, I wonder if our lovely driver knows much of bandits in the area..." she considers aloud, grinning faintly.<br/><br/>"What you're suggesting sounds like a great deal of work to me..." she considers after Ira's suggestion, "but I do like acquiring new things...  though perhaps they could just come capture us so we can burn them up from the inside." a more devious grin crossed her lips.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Int Check = At 2017-12-30 20:48:22, Re Z L - Liliana (uid: 39480) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=112089)<br/></div></div>