<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Mercusio2.jpg)</div><strong>Mercusio Gondsworth</strong><br/><strong>Hit Points:</strong>10/10<br/><strong>Hit Die:</strong>1D8<br/><strong>Armor Class:</strong>15 (17 with shield)<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Speed:</strong>30 ft.<br/><strong>Proficiency Bonus:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Ammunition:</strong>19 bolts<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Hmph.  You seem to be in need of my help, sir elf?” said Mercusio with a smirk.  Even at a time like this the spoiled young man afforded himself the petty pleasure of seeing someone like Aruan humbled as he was.  Since he met the elf, Mercusio sensed something disagreeable about him.  Maybe it was the air of how the elf carried himself that the acolyte disliked about him. Bold – ready to charge into danger; caring – concerned for the welfare of the others, things that Mercusio is not. But Aruan’s stance has been brought down by a notch or two, and he is need of his help. No he needs my help whether he likes it or not.  Without waiting for any consent, Mercusio went about in healing Aruan.<br/><br/>With this latest batch of enemies defeated the group begins to move on.  Mercusio finished loading his crossbow and keeps he eyes peeled for any more raiders, kobolds or otherwise.  He is also on the lookout for the dragon - the creature believed to be the major cause of all that is happening now.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casts last cure wounds on Aruan<br/>Heals him for 13 hp<br/>Perception 20<br/></div></div><br/><br/>