<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qvQdg7X.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Falgrim Runeforged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16106186#msg16106186)</strong></span><br/>Dwarven Artificer(Armorer) lvl 4<br/><strong>Hp:</strong>26/26<strong>AC:</strong>19<strong>Passive perception:</strong>13<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>1st:</strong> 0/3 used</div></div><strong>Actions:</strong>he rolled a 1 :P<br/><hr/><br/>While the new arrivals were, well arriving, the dwarf was busy in a workshop he set up near the back of the tavern area to work on his crafts and projects. He had managed to stumble upon a nice find after the end of their quest for Reyana and was busy incorporating that discovery into his armor. "This shou' certainly lighten tha load." he spoke, mostly to himself. The sounds of tools and tinkering coming from the workshop until there was a loud click.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">BOOSH!</span></strong><br/><br/>A sound of a small explosion and a crap ton of smoke was propelled from the room, along with a very surprised dwarf that was now prone and on his back about 10 feet from the room. He was still for a stock second before he pushed himself up and hacked some of the smoke from his lungs while he patted his beard (Which was still smoking) trying to put out any fire that might be in it. Raising to his full height he said forcefully<strong>"Tjunu avor en tikund!"</strong>, you did not need to speak dwarf to understand he was probably cursing.<br/><br/>"Nae ye worry folks, nae damage done." he called out before stumbling back towards his workshop to assess the damage, Hilariously unware that the backside of his pants had partially been torn away, leaving his bare dwarf ass on display as he returned to his work.