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Sepurnia tries to leap out of the way! She trips on a coin and slides, but manages to catch herself, avoiding the avalanche at the last moment!

"Hello?" Sepurnia whisper-shouts, "Is someone trapped in here?" She makes her way to the piles of treasures and looks for where the muffled shouts are coming from.

Sepurnia taps her lip in thought, considering Lucky's statement. "Good point," she says as she unslings her shield and straps it on, "we should be cautious, Perepurin might be in danger." (Sepurnia takes the Defend exploration action)

Sepurnia tries to cover her mouth, retreating from the spicy gas.

Sepurnia walks about the area, looking for kobolds or anything out of the ordinary. She finds footprints leading into the cave. "Looks like someone has been here recently," she says, "and hasn't left yet."

Sepurnia looks unreasonably pleased with the reward and begins tearing into the chicken with relish. At the mention of Spicy Death Chicken, she perks up. "Ooo, that sounds fun, I'd love to try it!"

Sepurnia huffs and squares up again, heaving with all her might.

Sepurnia positions herself behind the tipped cart and attempts to tip it back out of the ditch.

Sepurnia hops down off of the enchanted cart and surveys the scene. She sets down her pack and cracks her knuckles. "Let's see if we can get your cart upright." She rolls her shoulders and prepares to try righting the toppled cart.

No glyphs for me, and one minor correction on your status block: Sepurnia should have a +9 Fort Save, not +7

An Aiuvarin woman enters the lodge, her thick, raven black hair mostly tied back with an orange ribbon, though a few unruly locks have escaped. She is heavily armed, her solid build encased in a set of half plate armor, beautifully etched with vines, leaves, and arcane symbols. At her side is a longsword with a worn hilt, along with various other edged weapons. She carries her helmet under one arm, a battered shield with an amateurishly painted Sarenite ankh strapped to the other arm, and a bulging pack across her back. She smells faintly of soap. "Sepurnia Elena Madrona, at your service," she says with a deep bow, "it is a pleasure to meet you."

Alright, here's my character:

Happy to be here, too! Should I post my character sheet here or under the muster?