<strong>Fiona Smythe</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=845127)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/FionaSmythe.jpg)</div>Female LN Human Cavalier (Huntmaster),<strong>Level</strong>5,<strong>Init</strong>2 (+2),<strong>HP</strong>49/49,<strong>Speed</strong>30 feet<br/><strong>AC</strong>20 (+2 if Challenge Conditions Met),<strong>Touch</strong>13,<strong>Flat-footed</strong>18,<strong>CMD</strong>20,<strong>Fort</strong>7,<strong>Ref</strong>4,<strong>Will</strong>4,<strong>CMB</strong>+8,<strong>Base Attack Bonus</strong>5<br/><strong>Attuned +1 Greatsword </strong>+9 (+7 Power Attack) (2d6 + 5 (+5 Challenge) (+6 Power Attack), 19-20/x2)<br/><strong>Attuned +1 Mithril Breastplate</strong>(+7 Armor, +2 Dex, +1 Natural)<br/><strong>Abilities</strong>Str 17, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 14<br/><strong>Condition</strong>Prepared for the Journey (EX) (Favored Terrain: This One)<br/><hr/><br/>After fumbling to position Hemmingway and Steinbeck (the Bobcat was definitely a Steinbeck) under her cloak to keep them stable but warm, Fiona drew her sword and took the lead. This might be the first time in history that a bird and a cat would get along, but it was cold enough outside that neither of them were going to object to their mutual placements around her belt pouches. She made no attempt at stealth. With the storm coming down this hard, she was certain no one would hear her anyway. She approached the structure warily, ready for a fight.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-07-13 23:47:09, Fiona Smythe (uid: 59553) rolls: 1d20a12 Result: 15 - Huh... Well, this could be bad. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90367)</div></div>