<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/>Running from heat absorbing mold was a unique sort of dread that Zed had never encountered.  As patches grew in their wake, he found himself imagining a beast that could not be fought, deterred, or bargained with and would never tire with the sole objective to chase down and feed upon its quarry.  Before that thought could grow into an animalistic terror, the icy ray put an immediate end to the chase.  The sense of relief was short lived as he realized there had to have been a source to the magic and his attention was soon drawn to the woman before them.<br/><br/>Zed wasn’t sure what surprised him more, that the route the expected to be uninhabited actually had a sort of shanty town or that the residents of this icy corner of the cavern system wore nothing to actually keep the chill at bay.  Noel had been quicker to answer the woman, so the half elf opted to look as friendly and non-hostile has he could with this first encounter.