<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/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Mercusio did not like this one bit – proceeding through a dark, deathly smelly and watery tunnel.  Judging from the way the door had to be yielded, nobody must have gone down here in ages, and who knows what lurks here right now.  The unsettling thought by the young acolyte was suddenly dispelled by the inquiring, yet delightful voice of the half-elf, asking him if the Morninglord could provide them with some light so as to see better.<br/><br/>“J-just a second,” Mercusio fumbled.  He rummages through his belongings until his eyes brighten and brings forth a thin incense stick.  He then calls to mind a prayer, asking for a guiding light in the darkness.   The tip of the stick suddenly flashes, producing a brightly colored globe of light which considerably illuminated the area.  “See, nothing to it.”  He beamed rather proudly to himself. “Aren’t you all glad I came along?”<br/>