Lykos sighed, before standing up and pulling out his scimitar, thankful once again he had taken the time to raid the temple vaults<strong>thoroughly</strong>before leaving, rather than just being quick. "Then I have a golem to dismantle. How fun."<br/><br/>He spat at the end of the sentence, though likely not for the reason the women would assume. The destroyer would be thrilled about him destroying something so ancient and well crafted it could survive millennia. He had no problems with killing beings, but destroying things was one of the things he tried to avoid, if only to spite his previous patron.<br/><br/>He stalked back to the burial room, before activating his smoking bottle, and then stalking toward the golem. A couple early attacks would help ease the coming fight.<br/><br/>stealth +16<br/>attacks 23,19 (+15,10)<br/>damage 7,8  (1d6+6)<br/>SA 9,8 (2d6)