<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Justin DeWinter</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:56/56         AC:   20<br/>TAB:+12         AC(Touch:   14<br/>Range:+8      AC (flatfoot):   16<br/>Panache Points: 8         Init: 5<br/>Active Effects:<br/></div></div><br/>Justin sighed sotly and shook his head, "Why is it no one listens to the sane one?" he asked himself in a mutter. He took in the scene as he drew his rapier and adjusted his buckler. He had to decide who was the prime target here... Who to strike at irst. The drow female would almost certainly be a magic user, but the male was an unknown that he didn't need to get between. There was the two tormenters, but the big wig seemed to be in some kind o argument with the drows and roughens below. So, he waited to see what developed and to see who acted first.