-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Samuel Cutter</span></span><br/><em>- Mapper of Sewers</em><br/>-<strong>Character Sheet</strong>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8648); 10 HP (Current 10); AC 16<br/><hr/><br/>Samuel hung on Asleod's every word, visibly thankful that the man had intervened instead of allowing everyone to continue prattling on for the rest of the evening.  His brow knotted between his eyes at the mention of Inquisitors, but he said nothing.  It was difficult to tell just what was going through that head of his.  It was a lot to take in at once, and would doubtlessly require time for all of them to digest.<br/><br/>Once again Belle came through and raised his spirits, and a hopeful look flashed in the man's eyes.  "Now<em>that</em>I can do.  The blokes of Souff End already like me well enuff.  Been patchin' up the little 'uns and the workers in the neighbor'ood fer a time now, 'n thanks ta Mista Thornrose 'ere I get 'em what theyff needed ta cure ailments ov all sorts.  If I extend the same 'and to the other districts, we may find ourselfs wiv a bit ov pull."