<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b6/dd/54/b6dd54938b7d32602cbe5f38d9b5bfda.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Araun Syolkiir</span></strong><br/>Neutral Good Wood Elf Ranger<br/>Level 1<br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12;<strong>Hit Dice:</strong>1d10<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14;<strong>Proficiency:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Init:</strong>+3;<strong>Speed </strong>35<br/><hr/><br/>"You decide if you have that kind of time, then do what you feel is best. I'm not resting while these people are dying to protect the walls." Araun answered the redhead. Sure, rested she might have been much more useful, but he felt like he'd go mad if he had to stay put during the battle.<br/>He took the key from the odorous dwarf and tested it in the old door's lock.<br/>"Escobert, I need you to find something to deal with that dragon. We lose people with each turn it makes and we can be grateful it doesn't just topple this pile of rocks on top of our heads. Ballistas, heavy crossbows, anything. At it's size, we'll need more than pointy sticks to pierce it's scales and hide." he said to the dwarf, while he wished they had his dragon-slaying grandfather's finely crafted blade. He wasn't going to start shooting wooden arrows at a charging dragon, he knew he'd be disintegrated in a flash if he drew its ire. The trick was to demonstrate they had enough firepower and backup manpower to fight and hurt the dragon, making it consider the keep not worth the effort to attack.<br/>"If anyone has anything, great ideas or artifacts of power that can save the town, now's the time share it. Otherwise, I'll take the tunnel to see if I can find more survivors out there." he added.