<strong>Fiona Smythe</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=845127)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/FionaSmythe.jpg)</div>Female LN Human Cavalier (Huntmaster),<strong>Level</strong>5,<strong>Init</strong>2 (+2),<strong>HP</strong>49/49,<strong>Speed</strong>30 feet<br/><strong>AC</strong>20 (+2 if Challenge Conditions Met),<strong>Touch</strong>13,<strong>Flat-footed</strong>18,<strong>CMD</strong>20,<strong>Fort</strong>7,<strong>Ref</strong>4,<strong>Will</strong>4,<strong>CMB</strong>+8,<strong>Base Attack Bonus</strong>5<br/><strong>Attuned +1 Greatsword </strong>+9 (+7 Power Attack) (2d6 + 5 (+5 Challenge) (+6 Power Attack), 19-20/x2)<br/><strong>Attuned +1 Mithril Breastplate</strong>(+7 Armor, +2 Dex, +1 Natural)<br/><strong>Abilities</strong>Str 17, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 14<br/><strong>Condition</strong>Prepared for the Journey (EX) (Favored Terrain: This One)<br/><hr/><br/>"I say we go in", Fiona said, "There's someone in there. If it's just a civilian, she could use some food and a warm fire. If it's one of the thieves, they need to be brought to justice."<br/><br/>She didn't have much else to say. She walked back into heart of the Tavern, picked up the Bobcat Kitten named Steinbeck, and pet it absently. She needed to hunt. She could feel something nearby, and she wanted to find it.