<hr/>Name: Flynn<br/>Race: Human<br/>Class: Rogue<br/>Location: Trailing the dwarf and man with staff.<br/>Time: Late Evening<br/>Tagged: Goblins, Flynn, Toma, Amrin.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Ah... Apologies, never gambled with dwarven coin before. Well..." Having shuffled his cards, his hands started to split the deck appropriately among players... At least until something else caught the attention of his would be<del>suck</del>-fellow players. "Goblins, huh? Nasty little things. Lets see what I can do." The last part was said quietly, after all he had an appearance to keep up. Few needed to know he could be a danger, and as he started to rise his hand reached unassumingly into his shirt, a dagger soon in hand. Of course as he got closer, he would attempt to hide. A dagger in the dark could be as useful as a blade in the open, just had to use it appropriately.