<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c6/bf/2e/c6bf2e794d7199beb203dd47abe73baf.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Prepared</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>0<sup>th</sup>:</strong> Spark, Purify Food and Drink, Create Water<br/><strong>1<sup>st</sup>:</strong> Magic Fang, Cure Light Wounds, Entangle</div></div></div></div><strong>Trixlyk "Flickerbug"</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1988306)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>8/8 |<strong>AC:</strong>19 |<strong>Saves:</strong><em>Fort</em>+2<em>Ref</em>+2<em>Will</em>+5<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+2 |<strong>Active effects / Conditions:</strong><hr/><br/>Flickerbug looked relatively surprised at how readily the three humans accepted her presence. Part of her was growing suspicious. However, what were they going to do? Rob her? Take her loincloth? Maybe the pouch of berries she had with her? There was her sickle, but it would be like a nail-trimmer to these giants. She wasn't worried about them, at least not in that regard.<strong>"Good, then. Will need to go to my camp for other things. It's not far."</strong>She looked up at the nearby horses, her supple muzzle twitching as she sniffed the air.<strong>"They're the ones you should promise good food to; Not much good horse food in the forest."</strong>She dug her fingers into Nuhr's mane, and swung herself onto the wolf, nearly laying herself flat on his back as she did.<br/><br/><strong>"Plenty of time, I think; riding big horse through trees takes time."</strong>Not like riding a far superior wolf, seemed to be her implication.<strong>"Also, not very sneaky,"</strong>again, implying the superiority of her wolf, this time with another attempt at a non-threatening smile. Her amber-hued eyes took the other three in with some amusement, and curiosity.<strong>"Maybe along the way, you tell about why you're so interested in thieves, after all this time?"</strong><br/><br/>Since they all seemed in a hurry to hit the trail, she would lead the way; although she did take them about a half-mile out of their way to a large chestnut tree; she made her din in a hole burrowed into the tree's roots. Here she collected her her gear - armor, shield, staff, as well as a strange piece of wood tied to a rough hemp cord. They also each got a small pouch made of sewn chestnut leaves, containing toasted nuts for their trouble.