<div class="floatleft">(https://images.8tracks.com/cover/i/012/939/486/8a474a3963453392c378102935294dd2-3394.jpg?rect=0,82,563,563&amp;q=98&amp;fm=jpg&amp;fit=max)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>DASHING MINSTREL | ROEN TUSK</strong></span></span><br/>Half-Elf Gestalt (Rogue | Bard) | Background: Entertainer | Chaotic Good<br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2774234)<br/><br/>Roen, of course, had no thoughts on the matter.  He was an intelligent lad, and clever, and gifted, but he had no ambitions.<br/><br/>"This world is harsh," he whispered to you.   "It's rare that one finds an opportunity like this so shortly after being laid low.  Twenty gold pieces isn't anything to sneeze at, but if you think about it, we are being paid forty gold pieces together.  That's an extraordinary sum.  It would help us get situated, and if not situated, it would help us in our efforts in locating our company, if any have survived."<br/><br/>He then added:<br/><br/>"Are you concerned because we are not adventurers?  I think we are more than capable.  When I was a boy, there was a fellow named Randomir who couldn't put two sentences together.  He was literally as dumb as a brick.  He became my little town's largest landowner because he survived a few adventures.  Adventuring can be very lucrative, Blaise."