<div class="floatright">(http://i868.photobucket.com/albums/ab247/bloodthief/18111.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Leo Rindz-ra of Thranwall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13147981#msg13147981)</span><br/><strong>Human (Fighter) 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 12 / 12<br/>AC: 18<br/>Init: +0<br/>Saves: +5/+0/+4/+1/+1/+0 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The shield hung lose on his arm, the axe was strapped to his belt. His eyes remained alert, but he didn’t feel they were in much danger the Last Light Pub, people wouldn’t choose it as a meeting point to plan a raid or an adventure if it were. Map stealing, now that could happen. He blinked at the elf’s introduction, realizing he’d need to hear that name several times more before he could remember it. At least the man had a simple name.<strong>"Leo Rindz-ra of Thranwall, son of Toste-ind of Thranwall. I accompany Sora Davenlow on her journeys. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Brannock,”</strong>he other the fellow warrior his arm, then turned to Rosey and inclined his head, switching to his native tongue,<strong>“Esrel bom nåzom,”</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Those who can understand Dwarven</div><div class="spoiler_body">“Esrel bom nåzom” means “queen of dreams”. It is a very formal and very respectful term for elves, typically reserved for the nobility.</div></div>