<div class="floatleft">(https://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Barikclip.png)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Barik (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283139.msg13929702#msg13929702)</span><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>Communal buff, iirc.<br/><strong>HP:</strong>26 / 26<strong>AC:</strong>17 (T: 11, FF: 16)<strong>CMD:</strong>16<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+1<strong>Speed:</strong>40'<strong>Perception Bonus:</strong>+6<strong>Darkvision</strong>: 60'<br/><hr/><br/>Barik grunts in response, rubs sand and sweat out of his eyes and looks again. "Nothin' good ever comes of messing with the dead.." He mutters. It figures. Room buried for who knows how long, and it's full of nasty, instead of anything useful. He pokes at the air past the doorway with his club, like he's testing it. "Looks like somebody didn't much like our boney friend there. Don't like I can't see the rest of him." Probably buried in the sand. Hopefully buried in the sand. Along with who knows how much else... Barik grumbles. Give him living monsters, warriors, anything but this ... hell, he'd take rapacious gnoll females over this, and he's heard some things about lady gnolls..