<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Pathfinder%20Characters/orc_by_yy6242-d7sdciz.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Corrag</div><div class="spoiler_body">Corrag, Half-Orc barbarian (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=995773)<br/><strong>HP</strong> 14   <strong>Init</strong> +2<br/><strong>AC</strong> 15 - <strong>touch</strong> 12 - <strong>FF</strong> 13 - <strong>CMD</strong> 17<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +5 <strong>Ref</strong> +3 <strong> Will</strong> +2<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +5<br/><strong>Rage:</strong> 6/6</div></div><hr/><br/>He sighs roughly at Valki. "<em>Or</em>you could do that, I suppose. If you like cheating." He tucks the knife away, smirking anyway at Arafel's expression. "You're going to get worse on your hands before this is through, Arafel."<br/><br/>And there's a body. Corrag is almost certain it's a dead man, but... "Why wouldn't the beetles have been eating<em>this</em>, instead?" His tone is wary, the leather of his cestus creaking as he closes his fingers into a large fist. he lets Arafel rush past to see what can be done, while Corrag himself edges around, a little wary, glancing up into the gloom of the cavern's ceiling. If there's nothing there, he continues forward through the passage's neck, just enough to see what lay beyond.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Making a perception check, with a result of 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64826).<br/>And since I have no ranks in Knowledge (local), ignore this if the DC is 11 or higher:    12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64827)</div></div>