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Sheria cursed as she fumbled for one of the daggers at her waist. She didn't even seem to have the strength to lift it, and she had no idea where she was. Grimacing as she stumbled in the fog, Sheria suddenly heard sounds of voices ahead. Shaking her head, she made her way toward them, arguing with herself. "Hearing things, now, am I? Bloody fog..."
OOC: Sharra is a 19 year old silvan elf, and a fighter/rogue. She grew up in trademeet, living on the streets and making her own way. Along the way, she became an adequate blade-mistress and stealther. She has many knives secreted about her body, both for melee and throwing. She had been on the run from a Trademeet merchant, who wants her head after a misunderstanding witha nother group of theives.
Stats:
str: 8
dex: 16
con: 12
int: 13
wis: 9
cha: 13
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