<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Ja1MvcZ.png)</div>Name: Chubizz Muckfoot ; Level: 1<br/>AC: 13 | HP: 8 | Speed: 30ft<br/>Passive Perception: 11 | Passive Investigation: 10 | Passive Insight: 13<br/>Actions:<br/>Rolls:<br/>Status Effects:<br/>Tagging:<br/><hr/><br/>Chubizz's hair flies around her face as she shakes her head before making a face at Brandon. "Threats ya daft hunter.  Da other groups eye us like a whore an' a thick ol' cock."<br/><br/>Melissa's haggling had quickly lost her in the dance of words, although the offer of taking the rapier wielder in back had her perking up as it'd be quite the show.<br/><br/>The talk turning to the path to take had her lips curling in a frown, gaze darting between the tall ones before she droops. "Not... good at climbing." Small hands reach up and grasp her bust, pressing the plump mounds up and jiggling them briefly. "Stuff get in way."