<div class="floatright">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/181190.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Piro<br/><strong>Class: </strong>Oracle<br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13873)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>”Both options seem a little desperate and dependent on several variables that we can’t possibly predict.  That said, I’ve got nothing better, so I’m fine with trying to pull off either.”</strong>It was around that time that the caged mutilated hounds started making all the noise in the world, causing the man to flinch with alarm then be ever thankful that the cages appeared to be strong enough to contain the beasts.  At least for now.<strong>”Well, so much for our sneaking plan…”</strong><br/><br/>Piro remained wary of their surroundings, having the distinct feeling that the place wasn’t as empty as they were being led to believe.  He took a moment to study the creatures put on display to determine what they were and to figure out how tough something would have to be to be able to take them down.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Knowledge Planes Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">1d20+10=20 (can do more if more than one is required)  Whatever he discovers, if anything, he would convey to the others.<br/></div></div><br/><br/>He then looked over to the bubbling cauldron, giving it a particularly skeptical glare.<strong>”I’m pretty sure I’m ill equipped to determine the purpose of that particular thing.  Do any of you have any ideas?  Also, if anybody could see through invisibility illusions, whether by mundane or magical means, now might be a good time to give it a shot.  I’ve got an itch between my shoulder blades and I am hoping it is just paranoia causing this unease.  Or it could just be the notion of being in Hell that is causing this unease.  It certainly isn’t helping matters.”</strong>