<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a3/41/31/a34131cfc11700b5f45d6eff5a02168a.jpg)</div><acronym title="With-Golden-Eyes"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Fin</span></acronym><br/>Changeling Rogue 1<br/>HP: 8       Init: +3<br/>Perc: 12   Status: Normal<br/>AC: 14<acronym title="Reaction. Disadvantage to an enemy attacking you. 1/ short rest">Visage</acronym>: 1/1<br/>Location: Outside the Half-Pint Tavern<br/>Tagging: All | Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The half-elf's suspicion triggered a desire to calm his nerves, and the best way was through introduction. "Oh, sorry I forgot to introduce myself. Fin...a." She smiled the tiniest of smiles. "Short for Serefina, but no one but by mum calls me that."<br/><br/>"But a break-in, eh?" She asked with a curious lilt. "What sort of drunk-off-his-ass bastard scoffs a tavern?" It was a legitimate-enough question. Any thief worth their salt would have stolen from a more profitable establishment, then<em>bought</em>all the liquor they could want--after some of the heat died down and granted they weren't stupid enough to get drunk in a tavern and brag. "This happen a lot at that place, or was it just a special night?" She paused a moment, the snapped her fingers and added, "Oh yeah, I did hear about nobles slumming it 'round here. You know if that's true?"