<div class="floatright">(https://www.worldanvil.com/uploads/images/2c4a8c485c0c4a93607cb2ccd0b484f0.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Wallen Drake Shadetree (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302505.msg14778557#msg14778557)</strong></span><br/>Tiefling Male, 1st Unchained Rogue (Trapsmith) AC 18/13/15 HP 11<br/>Init +3; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4, Resist fire 5<br/>Fort +2, Ref +5, Will +0<br/>Init:<del>18</del>, 15<br/>Tagging: Everyone<br/>Campaign Trait: Alabaster outcast,<br/>Action: Still looking offended.<br/><hr/><br/>“Please..” He said in his cultured tones, sounding like a noble in the Alabaster for walk and not a tradesman, as he stroked his well waxed goatee and mustache. “I’m a demonic<em>gentleman</em>.” He said with a bit of false modesty as he kept looking in the box, a hand coming up to point as the door.<br/><br/>“Stay.” He said to Rufus, who whined from the doorway. “Till those things vanish, you stay outside the room. We have a few garnets, a dagger and a ring. Anyone want to wiggle fingers over them?”