<div class="floatleft">(http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/876/oldmanicon.jpg)</div>-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">"Old Man" Vinny</span></span><br/><em>- Priest of Rao</em><br/>- 45/45 HP ; AC 17<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Vinny settled down on the ground for a moment, hoisting the pack off his shoulders and rummaging through it.  After a few minutes of hopeless reorganization and obvious embarrassment, he clears his throat.  "Ahrm.  Well.  Ehh, it would appear, m'dear, that I've no rope ta spare afterall," he muttered sheepishly.  "Confound it all!  A mind's a terrible thing to lose."