<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/VoOvm3H.jpg?1)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">VALDIS WINTERHORN</span></span></strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=985329)<br/><em>Darkvision 60 ft.; advantage vs. charm; immune to magical sleep</em><br/><strong>AC</strong>17;<strong>Hp:</strong>25/25<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spellcasting</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Save DC</strong> 14; <strong>Spell Attack</strong> +6<br/>2nd (2/day) - <em>aid, moonbeam, misty step</em><br/>1st (4/day) - <em>ensnaring strike, protection from evil &amp; good, speak with<br/>              animals, thunderous smite, wrathful smite</em><br/>Cantrips - <em>booming blade, green-flame blade</em></div></div><br/><br/><hr/>It has seemed to be a very long time since Valdis had set off from his home, trading the certainty of hearth and home for the uncertain road of dreams and wishes.  Sometimes, he would walk by a pool of water on the roadside and would barely recognise the reflection that looked up wearily at him.  On his back, a stout longsword was strapped, and now possessed notches that had not been there many months ago - it had served him well, and now seemed to be the only true thing in this uncertain world; it was an effort not to clasp it for the reassurance it offered.  Once, he had enthusiastically set off every morning in hopes of seeing what was over the horizon, but now... now was only the dreary monotony of another day get through.<br/><br/>The trail in the forest was not lost to him, and now he knelt down to examine it more closely, though the temptation was strong just to follow and meet another soul on this road - if it were merchant or some traveler, perhaps they could share a fire; if it were bandits... well, he had fire that he could share with them.  The though caused a grim smile to cross his features and he unconsciously realised he was anticipating the latter rather than the former.  Shaking those thoughts from his mind, he focused on the tracks before him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">If it helps, I've made a Wisdom (Survival) check for<br/>Valdis, with a result of 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96150) on the dice bot, to see<br/>what the nature of the tracks are.</div></div><br/><br/>Whatever he saw, he tugged idly at the jade pendant that hung from his neck - his personal link to the divine nature of the natural world which he admired.  He tried not to think too hard on how that jaden piece he had found often reflected the light with the shimmer that the mark on his left shoulder-blade.  He would decide his next course of action based on what he thought he could make out from the tracks.