<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">●○</span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/dd/ff/33/ddff33d5069efd5d2cf6b09b03931208.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Vekali the Patient (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313535.msg15184065#msg15184065)</span></strong><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Fighter 1</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Brindled Bull - Patio<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Normal<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 12/12 | <strong>AC:</strong> 16 | <acronym title="Common, Minotaur, Goblin"><span class="bbc_u">Languages</span></acronym></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Vekali chuckled softly at the Loxodon's enthusiasm, but remained right where she was to finish her meal.  She had enough time to do that and stop by her room for her gear before joining the others in the shed.  As she nodded her silent greeting to the two men seated at the table, she strapped on her weapon and adjusted its position so it would be drawn easily in a pinch.<br/><br/>"What are the locks for, if it's so safe?"