<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/Minotaur27.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Marcus Cantanos</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203749.msg9970844#msg9970844)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>HP:</strong>42/42<strong>MythPower:</strong>5<strong>AC:</strong>20<strong>Saves:</strong>Fort +9, Reflex +3, Will +7<strong>Init:</strong>+1<br/><hr/><br/>The gnoll camp and their dread god had been left behind, bloodshed having been avoided. It was a good thing. Marcus had no wish to accumulate enemies. Still, one thing puzzled him. As the others searched the ruined clockwork guards for clues, Marcus touched Dellim on the shoulder, gently.<br/><br/>"We have not known each other long, and this place contains infinite oddities. So I feel that I have to ask. Are you, in fact, an archmage? And if so, could you hasten our journey to the summit?" It was true, the small man did not exactly crackle with arcane energies, but could one be blamed for doubting the evidence of one's eyes here?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">It was a really good bluff check.<br/></div></div><br/>----<br/><br/>The mechanical knight looked as if it had survived a great battle indeed, with damage to both body and soul. Perhaps they could ease its pain, or provide succor for its passage to the next world. "Hail," he calls, and that portion of his voice that is not swallowed by the dark portal still fills the chamber. "We have been sent here by Bao of the Harmonium. Report!"<br/><br/>