<div class="floatleft">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/8220a5ee24a37a705b757f6f67499395/tumblr_njvb6c5KaA1tk4029o1_500.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ryssa</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Ratfolk Brawler (Steel-breaker) 1<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 17/20 || <strong>AC:</strong> 18 (15 touch, 14 FF) || <strong>CMD:</strong> 14<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> +4 || <strong>Speed:</strong> 20'<br/><strong>Saves:</strong> <em>Fort</em> +4, <em>Ref</em> +7, <em>Will</em> +2<br/><strong>Senses:</strong> Darkvision, Perception +8<br/><strong>Brawler's Flexibility:</strong> 2/4 </div></div><hr/><br/>Semi-light to him, perfect ambiance for her. She clicks her teeth together in agitation.<strong>"The technic league. This town is sitting on..."</strong>She gestures around with a pawlike hand, at the metal walls, at the automaton... the other hand holding a weird skull of some sort.<strong>"They <em>seize</em> this sort of stuff. I don't know where we are, what exactly this is. But... it's definitely a ruin. And, from the company..."</strong>She uses the skull to gesture at the automaton again -<strong>"One that they might not know about... <em>yet</em>. A <em>big</em> one."</strong>she bristles at the notion, tail flickign in agitation.<strong>"Rakah! Those skinny grey humans. Did they mention anyone coming down here aside from my kind? That part, <em>ah</em> distracted me..."</strong><br/><br/>She looks then to Arafel, and Valki, whom she knows are both 'locals.' "We have to keep the League away from this. When they seize a ruin, there usually aren't a lot of people left to talk about it." She tilts her ear.<strong>"Also, have you ever seen anything that has a head like this?"</strong>