<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 nodded to Taavi, "I appreciate that, I'm rather fond of them." He rose with a fluid grace and offered her a graceful bow, "Justin DeWinter, Swordsman extraorindiare at your service." He swept his hat almost across the floor in the process.<br/><br/>He followed her out as two more went in for their items, "As I just told my little friend here, my name is Justin DeWinter, I'm a swordsman, a rogue and a scandrel... or some ladies have tagged me." He grinned then, a charmingly boyish expression. "If our tormentors are through those doors, by all means, lets open the doors." His grin turned wicked, "I would like to have a rather pointed, fatalistic discussion with each of them."<br/><br/>He strolled over to the safe and for the hell of it, tried the handle. He had no chance of unlocking it, but if things happened suddenly, there was always the chance that it wasn't even locked.