<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/>Zed let out a disappointed groan as he was shooed out and denied the show of her wardrobe change, but returned to the front of the shop without hesitation.  He was leaning against a counter as Noel emerged announcing her intent.  A chuckle would slip from the half-elf's lips as he used his foot to nudge the stocked backpack that was next to him.  "I had a feeling that would be the first thing you said when you were back on your feet."  Reaching down with his mechanical arm, Zedik would grab the pack and sling it over his shoulder.  "Good to go."