<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/79/Orc_Female_%28Canin%29_by_tobsen85-d7wdrne.jpg/617px-Orc_Female_%28Canin%29_by_tobsen85-d7wdrne.jpg)<br/><em>Canin (https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B_-0kLmDOosxRVkxdW16eUxDNTg/view?usp=sharing)</em> and <em> Dog (http://[url=https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B_-0kLmDOosxTzRDNDE3UXMwaXc/view?usp=sharing)</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Half-Orc  <strong>Class:</strong>Cavalier (Dune Drifter)1| Bard 1<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 11/11 <strong>AC:</strong> 13 <strong>CMB </strong>+1; <strong>CMD </strong>14 <br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> +5<br/><strong>Str </strong>10, <strong>Dex </strong>16, <strong>Con </strong>12, <strong>Int </strong>10, <strong>Wis </strong>12, <strong>Cha </strong>14<br/><strong>Grit:</strong> 2/2 <strong>Bardic Performance:</strong> 6/6<br/><strong>Perception:</strong> +5 <strong>Sense Motive</strong>: +5 <strong> Saves:</strong> +3/+5/+3 <br/><strong>Attack:</strong>: Pistol +4 (20/x4, 1d8 Bludgeoning/Piercing damage, 20 ft range)<br/>Sickle +4 (20/x2, 1d6 Slashing damage, 5 ft range, trip)<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>  None</div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Known</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>0 (at will):</strong> Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Mending, Open/Close<br/><strong> 1st:</strong> Cure Light Wounds, Grease<br/></div></div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Corruption/Transformations</div><div class="spoiler_body">Half-orc is half-orc.</div></div><hr/></div><br/>"Hmph!" The half-orc's reaction was simple as Marissa interrupted her string of expletives, getting between the pair.  While she didn't get much worse, she did push Marissa slightly, just enough to get back in Saphirr's face, letting out a<em>very</em>audible growl.  She sheathed the sickle and gave her a tiny jab on the shoulder as she spoke once again. "I don't trust anything you say, bard. I don't trust your lying tongue, and I don't trust your intentions...If I see you doing anything suspicious, I'll let you feel what a bullet feels like piercing your organs...<em>got it?</em>" She accentuated the last two words with one more firm poke against the woman's chest before turning around, silently fuming as she approached Dog, petting her fur.