Overhead light flashes, as if from lightning… a light sprinkle begins, tickling your shoulders and head, it remains a light drizzle; but the graying clouds in the growing light of the dawn, threaten to become more then just a light drizzle.Endur said:The elven woman has no appearent injuries.
"My name? I don't think I remember it.
"Yet ... Laurel comes to my mind ... Laurel must be my name."

(Dungeons & Dragons)
Rulebook featuring "high magic" options, including a host of new spells.