<div class="floatright">(https://www.worldanvil.com/uploads/images/2c4a8c485c0c4a93607cb2ccd0b484f0.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Wallen Drake Shadetree (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302505.msg14778557#msg14778557)</strong></span><br/>Tiefling Male, 1st Unchained Rogue (Trapsmith) AC 18/13/15 HP 11<br/>Init +3; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4, Resist fire 5<br/>Fort +2, Ref +5, Will +0<br/>Init:<br/>Tagging: Everyone<br/>Campaign Trait: Alabaster outcast,<br/>Action:<br/><hr/><br/>"Won’t know till we get moving on things."  Wallen said as he followed the others on the way out. He imagined pretty much anywhere, save perhaps the sewers just beyond the slaughterhouse district, could smell far more fragrant than where they had just been.<br/><br/>The things one does to make a pathway back to family, he mused as he followed his fellow adventurers back into another area of the city. The view, bringing up the rear of the party, was much better already<br/><br/>OOC: something ate most of my post, sorry