<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/Sx8p1qwx/images-95.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Davriel Nox (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2446780)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>38<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>4<br/><br/>Arcane pool 4/7<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Mr Downs!</strong>Davriel boomed, as they came upon the men standing in the middle of the corpses. He strode towards the two men without hesitation, glad to be able to stretch out to his full height once again. Only once he was close enough to examine the corpses did he slow his pace, and only out of a sense of morbid curiosity. Perhaps Milena would have some new toys to play with.<strong>"We were starting to worry...What happened here? Where are the others? And what in the blazes are you looking at?"</strong>