<div class="floatright"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/3um3YB2.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">General Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A young half-elven man dressed in<br/>fine clothes.  Longsword and<br/>backpack (w/ supplies) slung<br/>over his shoulder.</span></div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><strong>Arrian Galrin</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=288301.msg14168811#msg14168811) (Mythweavers (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1590734));<strong>Hp</strong>14/14<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Journeying with Group<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>the group; Open<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">SPELLS &amp; ABILITIES</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Bardic Inspiration</strong> (3/3, d6); <strong>Hexblade's Curse</strong> (1/rest) <strong>Hex Warrior</strong> (longsword)<br/><br/><strong>Spell Save DC</strong> 13; <strong>Attack</strong> +5<br/>     <strong>Spell Slots:</strong> 1st (1/3)<br/><strong>Cantrips:</strong> <em>eldritch blast, mage hand, minor illusion, vicious mockery</em><br/><strong>1st level:</strong> <em>armor of agathys, cure wounds, disguise self, feather fall, heroism,<br/>        hex, shield, wrathful smite</em></div></div><hr/><br/>Arrian was trying to bend his mind to the task at hand, which had presented itself in the form of a pair of animate armors intent on posing riddles, much to his consternation.  He briefly thought about beating down the pair, but that would not solve the riddle or point them in the certain direction.  Gil made a suggestion, though not much was being offered in the way of action, but given as the quest was one of Alrun's devising, he was surprised the man was seemingly standing back from this without offering much and seemingly content to let the hired muscle (so to speak) figure out a way past.<br/><br/>As he was about to pose a few questions of his own, Ye'me decided to start fiddling with Evri's hair, and even armor, roping Meo in to help with the escapade.  "<em>Ladies</em>," he said deliberately, seeing the girlish display on show, "I don't think that's actually going to get us any closer to figuring out the right door to get through.  I'd be thoroughly surprised if a construct could actually be moved by any such display."<br/><br/>Gil asked a question of the Crusader armor and watched as the construct pointed at the middle opening.<br/><br/>"I hope this doesn't all boil down to word play," he sighed at Alrun.  "I mean, if the Crusader can speak only lies, can we even trust its claim that it<em>is</em>the Crusader when it says so?  In that sense, the Crusader cannot claim to be itself - it can only claim to be the Guardian.  The Guardian, who can lie if it chooses - since there isn't any claim that it<em>can't</em>lie - can claim to be Crusader if it chooses.  Hence, the<em>real</em>Crusader cannot claim to be itself, by its own logic, otherwise it would be telling the truth; so I'm pretty certain that the left armor is the Guardian.  Furthermore, we don't need its words.  We only need it to<em>point</em>at the safe door, since it is obliged to show the right way without using words.<em>That is</em>, if the whole introductory shtick is actually<em>true</em>."<br/><br/>"What do you think, Alrun?"