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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MerryMortician" data-source="post: 6780981" data-attributes="member: 6794573">Aelspeth Noromiel, Novice Conjurer[align=left]http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/livingpf/images/7/73/Aelspeth_Noromiel_2.png[/align]After the rush of danger recedes, Aelspeth nods in acknowledgment of Rak'Tan's gratitude. She checks over the second newcomer with a queer expression. "Stranger bedfellows..." she seems to mutter to herself. "Welcome, Lady, and thank you for your timely intervention.". The elf woman looks around at her companions and then points to each in turn, saying, "We are Autumn, Arradon, Rak'Tan, and Aelspeth." The tiefling warrior speaks up then, with perhaps the threat of a flirtatious tone. Aelspeth pauses to gauge the horned woman's reaction.After making introductions and accepting Erin into the party, Aelspeth watches Autumn begin to meditate. "I suppose this is as good a time as any to study," she says to the room at large. Oddly, the room itself seems to swallow her words. Perhaps it is the strange material of the old tower walls, or perhaps the mountains of guano and kobold refuse. She commits little thought to the matter, instead seeking comfort in the familiar ritual of priming spell energies for later execution. While she studies, she whispers arcane words and gestures intermittently. Darwin sits in her lap all the while, leaning over the worn spellbook as if he too is committing something to memory.Shortly before Autumn finishes meditating, Aelspeth closes the leatherbound book with a deliberate motion and stows it. She moves over to the position where Arradon is resting and offers him a handful of dried fruit and nuts. "You know," she begins awkwardly. "I had forgotten to keep hydrated through that first leg of exploration." She drinks deeply from her canteen and presses the cork back into place. She moves as if to put the canteen away, hesitates, and then holds it out toward the other elf. "You, ah...You lost quite a lot of blood. I'm sure you must be parched." It is obvious that she wants to say more but lacks the words. Whether or not she noticed the exposure of Arradon's tattoo is unclear.[sblock=Aelspeth’s Mini Stats]<a href="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Aelspeth_Noromiel_(MerryMortician)">Aelspeth Noromiel</a>HP: 17/18 (5 nonlethal)AC: 13 (17) FF: 10 (14) T: 13 (17 vs. incorporeal)CMB: +0 CMD: 13Fort: +3 Reflex: +5 Will: +4Special: Immune to magical sleep, +2 on saving throws against Enchantment Perception: +2 S. Motive: +0Initiative: +7Conditions in Effect: Mage armor (+4 AC), ioun torch, unseen servantWeapon in Hand: Longbow (15/20)Shift: 5 ft, 7/7 remaining0 Level: Acid Splash, Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Mage Hand1st Level: <s>Grease</s>, <s>Unseen Servant</s>, Color Spray, Color Spray2nd Level: Glitterdust, Levitate, LevitateConsumables: Wand of CLW -5 (-1 for Autumn, -1 for Rak’Tan, -1 for Arradon), Wand of Mage Armor -1[/sblock]</blockquote>

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