<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/3885afa6-b34e-48eb-9c0a-52ef2371bd54/ddyyrwg-8a0f4b1e-289d-40a2-b0a6-4d97abc13f77.jpg/v1/fill/w_1920,h_2716,q_75,strp/ximen___human_wizard_by_silkynoire_ddyyrwg-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MjcxNiIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzM4ODVhZmE2LWIzNGUtNDhlYi05YzBhLTUyZWYyMzcxYmQ1NFwvZGR5eXJ3Zy04YTBmNGIxZS0yODlkLTQwYTItYjBhNi00ZDk3YWJjMTNmNzcuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTE5MjAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.91r2kMXDZG75yeG03Rb21ZaIaTmrqI-U5FC8ENB6Jm8)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Thomas Harper (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2478261)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Human Male Wizard (Conjurer)</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>40/40<br/><strong>AC:</strong>12<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Curva Sacră, Nessa of the Lash, Jassa the Onyx-eyed, Katarina, Doxie<br/><strong>Temporary effects:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Thomas didn't think he would actually hit it within all the tilting and violent chaos going on about him but he must have just barely tagged the rope. The rope gave a sharp *snap* and both he and Sacrã were freed. He was about to get to his feet when Sacrã offered a helping hand up. Without hesitation he took it.<strong>"Don't gotta tell me twice!"</strong>And thus with as much haste as the tilted ship would allow, moves onwards towards his assumed haversack. Just that would be enough for him. He didn't bother using the locate object spell in his memory because frankly he didn't have time in his opinion to take his time to look for a tuning fork.<br/><br/>Of course if there was a wooden fork in the captains half destroyed cabin, that would be mighty convenient. Either way, there were but two outcomes of his search. Either he finds his stuff or they are going into the drink. One thing was certain; Thomas could not wait to be on dry land after all this. He was so busy trying to find his things that he had yet to notice the "throne" in the display case. The one that Nessa was being drawn towards.<strong>"Cmon cmon, where is it!? Wheres my pack!?"</strong>He said to himself more than anyone in general since he was becoming more and more frantic to escape this rather dire situation. Fuck his clothing, he needs this more than pants right now.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Thomas is looking for his Haversack. I assume the requires a Perception check.<br/><br/>Thomas has rolled a 12 on his Perception.<br/>At 2021-07-01 14:18:31, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154104)