<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 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/>Though it wasn’t hard to know Noel was nearby from the sloshing of the water, the echo from the cave walls made it difficult to pinpoint her location until she blew in his ear.  It earned her a reflexive flinch away and an amused smile as his eyes swept the blackness.  “Nope, I’ve got it along with torches and a few sunrods. I was just hoping you’d take a look around to help assure me things look clear before I make myself a giant target.”<br/><br/>Fiddling around with the bag he’d been carrying, he would open it to extract a torch, flint & steel, and a sunrod.  The torch would be handed out to Noel to hold for a moment while he slid the sunrod in his belt for easy access.  Once Noel gave him the go ahead to light the torch, he would take a moment to do so before storing his ignitor and resealing the waterproof bag.