<div class="floatright"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/SeFfkMQ.png?1)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">General Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">Young man dressed in fine clothes.<br/>Longsword and backpack (w/<br/>supplies) slung over shoulder.</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>Evri, Ye'me; 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/long rest, d6); <strong>Hexblade's Curse</strong> (1/rest)<br/><br/><strong>Spell Save DC</strong> 13; <strong>Attack</strong> +5<br/>     <strong>Spell Slots:</strong> 1st (3/3)<br/><strong>Cantrips:</strong> <em>eldritch blast, mage hand, minor illusion, vicious mockery</em><br/><strong>1st level:</strong> <em>armor of agathys, cure light wounds, disguise self, feather fall, heroism,<br/>        hex, shield, wrathful smite</em></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">TL;DR</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Bought bedroll, waterskin, and 2 rations.</li><li>Marching order at front of group and making Perception checks.</li><li>Noting Alrun's preference for solitude.</li><li>Ruminating about Ye'me's fascination with Ilya.</li><li>Small talk with Evri Gaelwyn.</li></ul></div></div><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiative Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative roll result 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120339)</div></div><br/>After making his purchases, Arrian ruminated on how slim his coin pouch had become, though consoled himself that there was still the glint of gold in there.  Whilst he didn't hold too much hope on Alrun's tale about this cave being the horde to end all hordes, hopefully this little excursion wouldn't turn into a complete bust; a handful of gold or platinum would have been a win in Arrian's books.  Humming a tune he had been composing, he hurried his way back to group, eager to be out of this little settlement, and, maybe, put old dreams to the test.<br/><br/>In high spirits, Arrian kept to the front - he had often been accounted for having sharp sight, and thanks to his elven heritage, it was sharper than most.  Eager to catch anything out of the ordinary, he was frequently<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">looking</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception check result 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120393)</div></div>this way and that with darting hazel eyes.  Whilst wanted to press Alrun for more information, his<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">gut</div><div class="spoiler_body">Wisdom (Insight) roll result 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120340)</div></div>told him that the man was probably just happy to be on his quest for now and enjoying the moment... well, there'd be time enough to badger him later when they took a stop.<br/><br/>He was particularly amazed with Ye'me's seeming deference towards Ilya, who, as far as Arrian knew, was a stranger<del>she</del><em>he</em>had only met for the first time.  Perhaps he had an orc fetish?  Or perhaps one for statuesque women?  It was difficult to judge.  Whilst the half-orc<em>was</em>impressive, it didn't seem to warrant slavish devotion, at least as far as Arrian was concerned.  Without knowing Ye'me better, it was probably a futile exercise to try and figure it out anyway, so he shoved it in the back of his mind for a later time.  That and why he was wearing an approximation of a chainmail bikini; certainly there were different people and different customs, but still... such a thing could barely protect modesty, let alone body, even if it did provide for a heady eyeful...<br/><br/>When the weather seemed to turn, Arrian wasn't particularly thrilled at the prospect that it might rain at some point, with them caught on the open road.  Or at least so he told himself.  Gloom and the prospect of danger was actually thrilling, but he told himself that was just the other part of him that was Jael.  A memory threatened to surface, one involving a merchant and a stormy night that seemed to go on and on, and a cruel smile playing on Jael's lips.  Arrian quickly cut the memory off as his own lips began to tug into that selfsame grin.<br/><br/>"So, what do you think the chances are of the old man dragging us into something over our heads?" he asked conspiratorially as he took a moment to walk by Evri's side, keeping his voice low.  Of all the others, Evri, as a paladin, best symbolized Arrian's dream of being a hero, though he had long known he was ill-suited for the path of devotion that a holy warrior required, and, as an elf, was a link to a heritage he had never really known.  Nevertheless, he hoped that being friends with impressionable paladin, some of that radiance might rub off on the darker path he had embarked on to reach his dreams.