"The only vengance i seek is against those who have tried to hurt those who lived a life of good and purity. The dream i had showed me of the evils that I now seek. They are followers of Erythnul and wish nothing more than to make their god supreme. And the great rewards that they hope will come of that." Roxy takes a deep breath. Thinking that maybe she has already said too much. "I am sorry sometimes my youth shows too great and my emotions get the better of me. I am simply looking to makes things right and to help a lost follow." She then puts her hand on her side and pats her heavy mace. "Even with a blunt weapon when you hit someone hard enough blood still spills." A grin comes over her face "And in a short time i have seen more than my share of blood."
Roxy is very young looking to be a cleric. But be assured her devotion to her Lord Pelor is as strong as the heavy mace she carries.