<div class="floatleft">(https://40.media.tumblr.com/5893f1b01a6da0d41e85e98234373ace/tumblr_niv77gTt0c1tk4029o9_1280.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Ogzi Thorne (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1108404)</strong></span><br/>Rogue, barbarian, Token Green Guy</div><hr/><br/>After they had found the hatch, Ogzi had prepared himself. While traveling with them, he had worn basically a kilt and beaded necklace and nothing else, happy for the feel of the occasional breeze against his lean, freckled green body. When it seemed there might be something with poking around though, he had donned a chest-piece made of leaves stitched together, the color of very dark tea, and a set of greaves to match went around his thighs and shins, tied in the back. Finally he stood with them, the blonde streak in his hair dangling over one eye, a cocky little grin on his lips.<strong>"Is like Ogzi tells you; Island full of old ruins. Could be anything down there. Gold, ssilver, wine... bones... fucking hobgoblins."</strong>His nose crinkeld at the thought of the creatures, and as if on prompt, he produced his weapons, a stout short blade and spiked steel shield, both clearly of orcish make.<br/><br/>Bare feet barely made a whisper against the stone as he followed Anna, Aiko, and their pet lizards down into the darkness. well, darkness for them...<strong>"No need for light, can see just - <em>ow!</em>"</strong>he inced and recoiled a bit from the sudden appearance of lights, squinting his yellow eyes at Aiko.<strong>"Maybe more warning? Hmmm?"</strong>he almost pouts at the arcanist, using his forearm to rub at his eyes. Hopefully no one will notice the wetness the sudden change of lightning has caused in his eye. He gripes a bit more under his breath, but falls silent hen the woman with the scrawny sword and distracting figure mentioned a sound.<strong>"I'll find it!"</strong>he assures her in a sharp whisper, eager to show off how good he is to these strangers... for a number of reasons.<br/><br/>And with that as his warning, he pads past the three ahead of them, shield and sword held ready, even as he takes his time, turning his head this way and that in an attempt to pinpoint the noise they're hearing.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Doing a perception check: <br/>Roll Result: Ogzi rolled: 1d20, adding 9 to the total<br/>Comment: Perception<br/>Result: 15, <br/>Total: 24<br/><br/>Doing a stealth check:<br/>Roll Result: Ogzi rolled: 1d20, adding 8 to the total<br/>Comment: Stealth<br/>Result: 11, <br/>Total: 19<br/><br/>And just in case, Initiative:<br/>Roll Result: Ogzi rolled: 1d20, adding 10 to the total<br/>Comment: Initiative<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 17</div></div>