<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/FQdZmta.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Valki Karnak</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Valki Karnak, Human Bard (Archaeologist)</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=17192)<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>HP</strong></td><td>8/8</td><td><strong>  Init</strong></td><td>+2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>AC</strong></td><td>13</td><td><strong>  Touch</strong></td><td>12</td><td><strong>  FF</strong></td><td>11</td><td><strong>  CMD</strong></td><td>12</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fort</strong></td><td>+0</td><td><strong>  Ref</strong></td><td>+4</td><td><strong>  Will</strong></td><td>+2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Per.</strong></td><td>+4</td><td><strong>  Sense</strong></td><td>+4</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong></strong></td><td><strong>1</strong></td><td><strong>2</strong></td><td><strong>3</strong></td><td><strong>4</strong></td><td><strong>5</strong></td><td><strong>6</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Remaining    </strong></td><td>2</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Per Day</strong></td><td>2</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td><td>-</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Archaeologist's Luck +2   </strong></td><td>7/7</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Lingering Performance</strong></td><td>0/0</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Valki gawped at the newly awakened metal beast. Was it- Was it<em>digging</em>? She stepped forwards slowly, trying to make out what, if anything, it was trying to accomplish be tearing the wall apart.<br/><br/>The relic had always fascinated her. She'd often poked and prodded it when Khonnir wasn't watching, trying to divine its workings (or lack thereof). She hadn't learned much; while it was similar to the scraps and ruined husks she'd found while exploring, you couldn't learn much without risking accidentally activating or breaking it. Or blowing it up, as had happened in at least one unfortunate case. As reckless and impulsive as she was, even she wasn't foolhardy enough to tinker with it on her own.<br/><br/>As it turned to face Arafel, she paused. If it was hostile, that would be... problematic. She hadn't come looking for a fight. The closest thing she had to a weapon on her was her knife, and that was more of a tool than anything else; she didn't fancy her chances of stabbing a metal monster to death with it. As she walked along side the wall, she reached out for one of the tools littering the workshop. A hammer, a wrench... it didn't matter much as long as it was large and heavy.<br/><br/>Having found something that felt useful, she kept her eyes on the metal beast. The heavy tool dragged behind her as she held out her hand towards the creature and stumbled over the Androffan language. "Um... [Stop? Shutdown?]" There must've been something she'd read in one of those ruins that would be useful. "[Deactivate! Nice robot?] Uh..."<br/><br/>"[Be cool?]"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception:<br/>1d20 (16) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63851) + 4 + 2 luck = 22<br/><br/>Knowledge (Engineering?):<br/>1d20 (7) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63850) + 8 + 2 luck = 17<br/><br/>6/7 Archaeologist's Luck +2<br/>2/2 Lingering Performance<br/></div></div>