<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nFr9PcZ.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Nathaniel Graves (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2490784)</span></strong></span><br/>Variant Human (M) Fighter 1 (5'8")<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Hp:</strong>11/11<strong>Passive perception:</strong>11<br/><strong>Current effects:</strong>none<br/><hr/><br/>Nathaniel pushed off from the wall, a small smile came across the young nobles face as he made his way into the small room, skirting along the wall to try and not Jostle everyone to much."Well, you have my vote already Aramis. For weal or woe I am all for this little adventure should it truly lead to that."