<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/79/Orc_Female_%28Canin%29_by_tobsen85-d7wdrne.jpg/617px-Orc_Female_%28Canin%29_by_tobsen85-d7wdrne.jpg)<br/><em>Canin (https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B_-0kLmDOosxRVkxdW16eUxDNTg/view?usp=sharing)</em> and <em> Dog (http://[url=https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B_-0kLmDOosxTzRDNDE3UXMwaXc/view?usp=sharing)</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Half-Orc  <strong>Class:</strong>Cavalier (Dune Drifter)1| Bard 1<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 11/11 <strong>AC:</strong> 13 <strong>CMB </strong>+1; <strong>CMD </strong>14 <br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> +5<br/><strong>Str </strong>10, <strong>Dex </strong>16, <strong>Con </strong>12, <strong>Int </strong>10, <strong>Wis </strong>12, <strong>Cha </strong>14<br/><strong>Grit:</strong> 2/2 <strong>Bardic Performance:</strong> 6/6<br/><strong>Perception:</strong> +5 <strong>Sense Motive</strong>: +5 <strong> Saves:</strong> +3/+5/+3 <br/><strong>Attack:</strong>: Pistol +4 (20/x4, 1d8 Bludgeoning/Piercing damage, 20 ft range)<br/>Sickle +4 (20/x2, 1d6 Slashing damage, 5 ft range, trip)<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>  None</div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Known</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>0 (at will):</strong> Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Mending, Open/Close<br/><strong> 1st:</strong> Cure Light Wounds, Grease<br/></div></div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Corruption/Transformations</div><div class="spoiler_body">Half-orc is half-orc.</div></div><hr/></div><br/><strong>"I..."</strong>That's the only word she could offer as the upbeat woman began to walk on the ceiling, bubbly and excitable as if she'd just received a gift of some sort.<strong>"...Does she do this every time she licks something? Gods..."</strong>She puts her firearm back on her belt and stares at the spider-legged woman, still wincing a bit from the image of bones cracking in her mind. She'd noticed Marissa inching closer out of the corner of her eye, and a tiny hint of a blush marked the event, looking a bit odd on her greenish skin.<strong>"You uh...you almost seem curious about...that. You're...uh...You're so weird, damnit! Why are all magic people so damn weird, I swear?! Always talking about investigating this and that and not even paying attention to the disgusting sounds of bones cracking and legs popping out of places they shouldn't, and...ugh!"</strong>She begins moving away from her friend at last, snapping her fingers as she called Dog to come along with her.  Dog actually looked up at Marissa and whined a bit before staring at Canin and following her, like she was trying to say something about the half-orc.<strong>"Hey, spider-lady, are you comin' or what? We'll just go towards the sunlight or somethin', unless one of you two has a better idea? And by you two, I don't mean you on the ceiling. I was talking to Dog and Kitten."</strong>