<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EsB3CKbXUAQ4crk?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Reziel (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2460124)<br/></span></span><hr/>Lvl 4 Half Elven Female Magus<br/><strong>HP:</strong>36<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+8<br/><hr/><br/>Reziel winced a little as Kira gave her a friendly pat as she passed. Although just as tall as her brother, she did not share his bulk. Her strength did not lie in brute force but rather her speed and her wit. Guppy? She sighed inwardly. At least it was better than some of the other nicknames she hear Kira used. She followed the Half-Orc out.<strong>"Nails and planks of wood, definitely. I may have my tools but they are of no use to us without the wood. A few smaller pieces of well for emergency repairs. A few barrels of water. I'm sure Yda would be able to conjure up some water. But just in case. Oh and lemons to keep us going. Oh and a couple of flask of liquid ice, Alchemical Glue and Accelerants for emergency rapairs. "</strong><br/><br/>Reziel followed Kira as she made her way to see one of her contacts. She spoke to her friend about her brother's plans. As usual it was less than ideal, but sometimes the spontaneity of it works because of the sheer audacity of them.<strong>"You know my brother's style. He leads with Charisma and audacity, sketchy plans at times but they work most of the time. That's because those who follow are competent to know what to do. I would have preferred to plan a little more. Get more information. But it takes time and perhaps, at least this time, time is not on our side." </strong><br/><br/>Reziel liked the half-orc. She was direct and to the point. You always knew where she stood with Kira. She listened to Kira bargain with the fence. She had always admired charismatic people like Kira and her brother. Unlike her, they were good with other people. With arrangements made, they made their way to collect the ill-gotten goods. At least they were a bargain. All was going well until the explosion. Damn her brother and his distractions. That distraction nearly caused an accident with what they were carrying. Thank Besmara for Kira's skills with the horses. As people run in separate ways, she used the opportunity to magically change her clothes to that of the upper class. With that, she kept an eye for any trouble that might occur on their way to the ship and the docks.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Using sleeves of many garments to change clothing to what a upper class merchant from one of the horses might wear. Will serve as an extra pair of eyes and will imtimidate the hell out of anyone who stops them for doing Merchant House business at the docks<br/><br/>Handle Animal Roll: At 2021-06-10 09:18:05, Arcanist (uid: 62397) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=153738)<br/>