<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ub7DaR7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tucker Cobalt (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2722300)<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16 |<strong>HP:</strong>10/10<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong>11 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>L1 2/2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Content</strong><br/><strong>Actions</strong>(for combat use)<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"That sounds pretty reasonable courtship ritual for Dwarves," the bunny said as the goblin opened up her arms, quickly finishing his meagre meal as he dragged his seat closer to hers. Normally this would have been fairly loud but it was drowned out by the increasing volume of dwarf/kobold relations. "Hopefully Kotch'll be on the ball before we see anything get too far," he murmured as his cream-furred head found solace in the rolling, verdant hills of that bosom, feeling as though he could easily just head back to sleep right now in that position.<br/>Dreary eyes peered up into her face before making their way over to Belni - "So... either of you ladies hear anything about any odd jobs that's within our means to hire ourselves out for? I'm kinda sick of stale bread."