<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Elvenknight.jpg)</div><strong>Zanthus (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=188886.msg9128266#msg9128266)</strong><br/>Plothook character sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12939)<br/>Status: HP 10/10; AC 19, Touch 12, Flat 17; CMD 15; Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +2; Perception +2; Init +2<br/><hr/><br/>"Such a fate is deserved by no man. If ye are evil then we may meet in combat honorably after Crel is saved." Snap judgments had served Zanthus well enough over his long life. He saw little point in becoming more introspective now. The elf slid his sword into his scabbard and set his shield down against some convenient rubble. He then moved to lend his strength to the deformed one's efforts.<br/><br/>In time, should success not be easily achieved, Zanthus might even remember that he has a horse and some rope.<br/>