<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Fiera Ilmari (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8883)</strong></span>, Elven Wizard (3)<div class="floatleft">(http://img846.imageshack.us/img846/3752/fantasyagoliever4byvayn.jpg)</div><em>Hit Points: 15/15 || AC: 13 (Touch 13, Flat-Footed 10) || Mood: Puzzled, Wary</em><br/><em>Fortitude Save: +2, Reflex Save +4, Will Save +5</em><br/><em>Attack: Melee +1 Quarterstaff, 1d6 Bludgeoning Damage</em><br/><em>-- Spells Prepared --</em><br/><em><strong>-Cantrips-</strong> Detect Magic, Light, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost <strong>-1st-</strong> Enlarge Person, Mage Armor, Magic Missile x2 <strong>-2nd-</strong> Acid Arrow, Bull's Strength</em><br/><hr/><br/>Raising a brow at the direct, blunt question, Fiera felt a bit of wariness rise up in her, but she saw no reason to start casting right away. It could be nothing. Hopefully it would be nothing. She had not tried to cheat anyone and she was not flirting with anyone's husband either. Yet still the tone the woman had directed at her made Fiera a little more careful.<br/><br/>"I am Fiera Ilmari, and yes I am a jeweler." She smiled and nod her head a little. "How can I help you?" She asked in a friendly, warm tone of voice looking at the woman and waiting, hoping there would be some kind of an answer then.