<div class="floatright">(https://www.worldanvil.com/uploads/images/2c4a8c485c0c4a93607cb2ccd0b484f0.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Wallen Drake Shadetree (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302505.msg14778557#msg14778557)</strong></span><br/>Tiefling Male, 1st Unchained Rogue (Trapsmith) AC 18/13/15 HP 11<br/>Init +3; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4, Resist fire 5<br/>Fort +2, Ref +5, Will +0<br/>Init:<br/>Tagging:<br/>Action:<br/><hr/><br/>“So many lovely ladies, so little time to properly greet them all. Allow me the honor of simply blowing you all Fair ladies a kiss. My name, well former name not withstanding, is Wallen Drake Shadetree.  Two decades or so ago, like the lovely Leah, I was disenherited for the crime of suffering the plight of my Chelxian grandmothers blood curse.  To most teenage years are a time of ackwardness with bits growing and your voice breaking, for me ...it added claws, a tail, lovely red scales and golden irises. That and a quick boot out the servants entry, a hefty sack of gold, an apprenticeship to the nastiest Locksmith in Varisia and sweet Rufus’ great grand father.” He pointed to the cute little lapdog chasing the ioun torch circling his head. A spaded tail flicked out and grabbed the hovering stone, tucking it away in a pouch before producing a chew bone clearly chosen for the small lapdog.<br/><br/>Despite his flirtation, he is the utmost gentleman and nods respectly to each person as the are introduced<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">traits</div><div class="spoiler_body">Alabester outcast, cosmic caravan (the pack) </div></div>