<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/6/66/Elf_with_a_coat.jpg/408px-Elf_with_a_coat.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Darcassan  Glynnelis</span></strong>(http://link to the post with your character's sheet)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24;<strong>AC</strong>13;<strong>Initiative:</strong>+3;<strong>Saves:</strong>Str +1, Dex +3, Con +4, Int -1, Wis -1, Cha +7 (adv. vs. charm);<strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision 120ft;<strong>Passive Perception</strong>11,<strong>Passive Insight</strong>11,<strong>Passive Investigation</strong>9<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Cat's Grace (C),<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Elven woman<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Darcassan listened to the woman carefully. She was as mysterious as she appeared. He did not know what to make of what she said. She called him dead one, and he was obviously not dead. At least, he didn’t<em>think</em>he was dead. He had many questions.<br/><br/>After letting her finish, he responded by asking, “What do you know about me? And what do you mean my kind and yours? I am quite lost.” He stated matter of factly with a furrowed brow. “Perhaps we could find the time to talk more?” It had been quite some time since he had a conversation with another full blooded elf. It felt good to be speaking his native language again.