<div class="floatleft">(https://36.media.tumblr.com/a09b70f2dd60f7810f597a90b761c57d/tumblr_nuswz8kTdZ1tk4029o1_1280.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Timo Zoltikampa (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=546620)</span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong> HP:</strong> 13/13 | <strong>AC:</strong> 17 (<em>T:</em> 12, <em>FF:</em> 15<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +4 | <strong>Speed:</strong> 40' | <strong>Melee:</strong> +2 | <strong>Ranged:</strong> +2<br/><strong>CMD:</strong> 14 | <strong>Fort:</strong> +3 | <strong>Ref:</strong> +3 | <strong>Will:</strong> +5<br/><strong>Channel Positive Energy:</strong> 1d6, 5/5<br/><strong>Travel Domain:</strong> <em>Door Sight</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Freedom Domain:</strong> <em>Liberty's Blessing</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Prepared Spells:</strong> 0 - <em>Detect magic, Guidance, Light</em> | 1 - <em>Bless, Detect Undead, Sanctuary<sup>D</sup></em></div></div><hr/><br/><br/>Timo looked over his shoulder as a new voice broke in. His eyes narrowed at what the sheriff offered by way of conversation. The Varisian was not unaccustomed to such underhanded accusations. Slowly, the young man rose, turning to face the Sheriff. For a second perhaps, the older, larger man got to see a glimpse of anger in Timo's eyes, before it turned into a polite smile, thin-lipped with no teeth. His hands were extended outward, palms up, the holy symbol of Desna hanging from the left hand so that the colored glass caught the morning light.<br/><br/>"As you say, sheriff; we are guests, invited by the late professor. Even so, we could not simply walk past such a<em>defacement</em>without trying to lend what aid we may." He sighed a little, looking back over his shoulder, then at the dwarven priest. "It.. .does not seem to harbor any real meaning, though. A prank, perhaps, by someone with more gall than heart."<br/><br/>His eyes turned back towards the memorial, then to Innoki. "Perhaps one of us could help you dig to the bottom of this, Sheriff?" His eyes turned again to the large man.