<div class="floatleft">(https://36.media.tumblr.com/a09b70f2dd60f7810f597a90b761c57d/tumblr_nuswz8kTdZ1tk4029o1_1280.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Timo Zoltikampa (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=546620)</span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong> HP:</strong> 13/13 | <strong>AC:</strong> 17 (<em>T:</em> 12, <em>FF:</em> 15<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +4 | <strong>Speed:</strong> 40' | <strong>Melee:</strong> +2 | <strong>Ranged:</strong> +2<br/><strong>CMD:</strong> 14 | <strong>Fort:</strong> +3 | <strong>Ref:</strong> +3 | <strong>Will:</strong> +5<br/><strong>Channel Positive Energy:</strong> 1d6, 5/5<br/><strong>Travel Domain:</strong> <em>Door Sight</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Freedom Domain:</strong> <em>Liberty's Blessing</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Prepared Spells:</strong> 0 - <em>Detect magic, Guidance, Light</em> | 1 - <em>Bless, Bane, Sanctuary<sup>D</sup></em></div></div><hr/><br/>"Well. If nothing else, I guess we brightened<em>their</em>day," Tomi quips with a small, relieved smile. When Grimburrow spoke, Timo turned, looking to the priest, taking the man in. How<em>old</em>can he be?! Timo clears his throat softly. "No bother, Deacon Grimburrow, known men often suffer such slanders..."<br/><br/>His own grip shifts on the casket, and he cast an uncertain glance towards Aelys; she'd made a pretty laughable threat. But that she thought it up in the first palce is a little worrying. "You can't really do that, can you, miss?"