<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/o1v2n0cg64831.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Animal Companion</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/EVBI8BE.jpg)</div></div></div>Teoran (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2354828)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>30/30<strong>AC:</strong>16<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Druid level 0: <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Create Water</li><li>2 - Detect Magic</li><li>3 - Detect Poison</li><li>4 - Mending</li></ul>level 1 (DC 14):<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Entangle</li><li>2 - Entangle</li><li>3 - Goodberry</li></ul><br/>Level 2 (DC 15):<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Barkskin</li><li>2 - Chill Metal</li></ul></div></div><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Golden Goblin -<strong>Tagging:</strong>Bastards<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Taking a seat<br/><hr/><br/>Riding into town was still strange for Teoran, and this was especially true for one such as this - filled with minstrels, bards and entertainers of every other kind! He made sure to ride slowly, his wolfish brother trotting alongside his horse, but even that strange image of a man accompanied by a wild animal didn't even remotely make him stand out right now. And truth be told, he was actually quite happy with that. It didn't take too many questions to find out where he should go, either. Someone like his father, if he was still doing his best to ruin lives with his lies, would be wherever the wildest crowd would be, if what little he had learned from his mother was correct. And so, the Golden Goblin was recommended to him.<br/><br/>He tied the reins of his warhorse tight in the small stable, and made sure his trusty transport had food and water, before heading inside. His wolfish brother whined slightly at the sound and smell, but followed after, even if rather miserable about the whole deal - not that the druid felt much better about it. The place positively<em>reeked,</em>in every bad way imaginable, but there were indeed a ton of bards around. Weaving his way through the drunks and filled tables, he pulled up a chair on the only table with some spots left open, where a few other travelers were also settling down. The big wolf meanwhile took a seat next to him, laying his heavy head onto the druid's lap.<strong>"Good evening."</strong>He greeted them, a slight smile that showed no teeth on his face, as he put his left hand on his companion's head to calm him.