<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/g56yEcl.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Angelique Dhark (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2592950)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Silver Fork, Detmer<br/><br/><strong>Hit Points/Current:</strong>16/ 16<strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><br/><strong>Notes:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Prepared Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cantrips:<br/>-Ray of Frost<br/>-Shield<br/>-Mage Hand<br/>-Detect Magic<br/>-Light<br/><br/>1st Level:<br/>Animate Dead<br/>Grim Tendrils<br/>Fleet Step</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spell Slots</div><div class="spoiler_body">1st: 3/3</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>She took the parchment from the woman and proceeded to look it over. Not that she didn’t trust it was what she said it was, but it was always a good thing to have conformation. Then came the sack of silver; Angelique reached in and took the eight silver pieces for herself and left the bag for the others. She didn’t use weapons, so the silvering of them wouldn’t be necessary. That didn’t mean she likely couldn’t find some use for the money.<br/><br/>Rolling up the parchment, she decided to hang onto it herself and put it into her pack. “With all that in mind, we should probably consider a way to get there. We could walk, but it might be best we look to catching a ride on a merchant’s wagon or something equivalent?” Seemed best they didn’t arrive covered in dirt from the trip. She wasn’t entirely sure how far it was, but she assumed far enough that foot travel wouldn’t be ideal.