<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/64/0c/e2640cf973ac6b6a975a3eef4b02b138.jpg)</div><strong>Meera Shatterstar</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299037.msg14673272#msg14673272)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>39 / 39<strong>Armor Class:</strong>17<strong>Touch Armor Class:</strong>13<strong>Flat Footed Armor Class:</strong>14<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Speed:</strong>30ft<strong>CMD:</strong>20<strong>Saving Throws:</strong>Fort +9; Ref +3; Will +3<br/><strong>Raging:</strong>No<strong>Rage Rounds Left:</strong>10 / 11<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everybooty<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Meera looked at the cave pattern before her, frowning ever so slightly. She hated caves. Oh, the enemies got packed in tightly enough for her to be practically guaran-damn-teed to hit some fucker or other when she swung her axe about, but the problem was that they got so bloody<em>winding</em>at times that it was hard t' keep your fucking bearings and work out which way was up and what was an arse and what was an elbow. Especially if it was a rocky-bottomed cave, so tracks and shit were hard to come by. They knew that the treasure room was at the other end of these fuckin' caves, but there was no guarantee that the path that looked like it was the most direct was<em>actually</em>the one they wanted. It could coil around, turn about and spit them out in the middle of that shanty town over yonder for all they knew, and they were up shit creek without any fuckin' toilet paper. She loved a good fuckin' fight as much as anybody - probably more! - but they had a mission t' do, and after that l'il encounter with the Kraken, well, she reckoned that if they wanted to get outta there with the booty, they needed to be smart. She was the Raid Leader, after all, and it was her job to get the lasses all out relatively intact, or at least having done more damage to their enemies than was done to them.<br/><br/>And right now, they'd gotten in with a wrecked ship! They needed to plunder at least half of this Brownbeards shit to make up for that, right? She chuckled a little and shook her head, taking a step forwards towards the cave, squinting in the darkness. Her little ioun torch flitted around her head, casting some small degree of light ahead of her, allowing her to peer into the shadows, surveying the wall and ground.<strong>"Well then, lasses, th' firs' order'a business 's to work out which way w' should go. We don' wanna take a wrong fuckin' turn and end up stumblin' into that there Beasties bedroom, now d' we?"</strong>She let out a soft snort.<strong>"Take a good look around. Le's see 'f we can find any tracks or markings or shit that can give us a decent idea'a where th' pirates footprints lead. If anybod' has any info or skills or shit that can help, speak up. Tha' goes f'r y', too, cap'n."</strong>She tossed Rovana a wink.<strong>"Tha's as good a place 's any t' start, right? Bu' be on guard. Don' wanna be activatin' no rollin' boulders or swingin' axes jus' yet, eh?"</strong>She grinned at the girls, and began her own search. She wanted to get in and out quickly...but that meant knowing which way to go first!<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Meera attempts to survey the area to see if she can see any signs of recent passage through the area or any markings or sounds or things like that that might give a hint as to which direction to go.<br/>Meera Rolls Perception (uid: 29017) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=131517)</div></div>