<strong>Zedik “Zed” Makhert</strong>Male Half-Elf Brawler (Constructed Pugilizt/Steel-Breaker) 1<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/2a/16/df2a169e970f202521a940afd6516ddd.jpg)</div>CG Medium humanoid (changeling)<br/>Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +8<br/>--------------------<br/>AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+2 armor, +1 shield, +2 Dex)<br/>hp 11/14 (1d10+3)(fcb +1)<br/>Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +2; +2 trait bonus vs fear and emotional effects<br/>--------------------<br/>Speed 30 ft.<br/>Unarmed Strike +3 (1d6+3/x2) or<br/>Tekko-Kagi +3 (1d3+2)<br/><hr/><br/>A sultry grin spread across Zed’s lips as Sef remarked on his endurance.  “I spend most days doused in sweat from the heat and exertion of pounding all day.  Needless to say; working a forge certainly prepares the body for all manner of physical activities.”  He would let slip a promising wink before making his way towards the hut.  There would be a brief moment after entering the hut where he would take in the space, but before long his attention would quickly be drawn towards the woman as she stripped out of what little attire she wore.<br/><br/>Zedik would take one slow admiring appraisal of Sef, making his desire show plainly on his face - though with a hint of curiosity towards her seemingly malnourished physique.  Stripping off his leathers would gradually reveal a body as if chiseled of stone, with no few scars from his time at Torch and in tavern brawls.  In that time, he would watch his soon-to-be partners for their own reaction as he did so.  He hoped that their own wanton urges would be at the forefront, though this had some ‘too good to be true’ vibes that left him cautious.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sense Motive: At 2022-10-09 22:31:26, Loki Aesir (uid: 15749) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=161752)<br/></div></div>