<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qvQdg7X.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Falgrim Runeforged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16106186#msg16106186)</strong></span><br/>Dwarven Artificer(Armorer) lvl 4<br/><strong>Hp:</strong>26/26<strong>AC:</strong>19<strong>Passive perception:</strong>13<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>1st:</strong> 0/3 used</div></div><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Falgrim had removed his work Apron and was swinging it around to clear the smoke from his own room, which was quite effective really considering the heavy leather had enouh force to move A lot of wind. As Kalinta slithered towards him and the room came into view. heavy tables scattered with bits and bob, little iron or copper gears and wheels scatters, grease and oil stains on the corner of drawn out schematics both technical and arcane and tools laid near a rack that held a complicated set or armor that looked in the midway process of being refitted with a silvery metal for some of it's components. "Nae Lass, I be fine..." he said first to her offer to help, when she mentioned that the rear hatch was open he dropped a hand to feel his own exposed backside."...Well, That explains tha draft." as the smoke was clear he threw the thick apron on backwards to cover up his exposed backside for the time being.<br/><br/>At Drips comment the dwarf did excuse himself for the moment from the yaun-ti female talking to him to lean his head out his workshop and yelled out. "Just keep your furry backside ready, reminds me of tha lasses back home." he smirked and moved back into his workshop, pulling a stool up to the table and retrieving the ruby that had fallen onto the floor. "Made a small mistake with tha wiring, little feedback...." he picked up his tinkers tools and adjusted some of the small copper wires, adjusting them for a moment before he placed the ruby in the center of the small device he was constructing. "...and there we are..." He leaned back to reveal a small clockwork bird that was slowly coming to life now that he finished it."...meet Astim."<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Astim</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fd/80/ed/fd80ed7f9f052edaa9ac24f4bff4df08.jpg)</div></div>