<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/>"What in the Lower Planes was that about?" muttered Mercusio, flustered by the suddenness of the incident.  He went on checking the old man and determines that other than being relatively okay, health-wise, he is slumbering rather peacefully in spite the chaos going about.  "A waking dream no doubt," he shrugged leaving the old coot be and continue going his rounds in the immediate area within the keep, seeing to on needs saving.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled Intelligence check of 3 (or 5 in Religion) to get a clue on the old man's words but I doubt it</div></div>