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Bhelidain "Bhela" Kharandok She stood there, hammer at the ready and massive shield strapped to her arm effortlessly. Her father wanted to keep her safe and out of the fray, but she'd have none of it. She was just like him when he was younger, a warrior and a priest to the dwarf gods. Bhela was now adventuring with companions who had "questionable" scruples at best, she felt that she could help the elf lord who she followed and get him to change back to who he used to be... who she first looked up to as a lass... This was her calling, this was the way she had chosen. Figure: Freja Fang