<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/54/01/df/5401dfdea06a6208456c949fe3ab5c70.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Damien Fletcher</span></span></strong><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1743009)<strong>HP:</strong>24<strong>AC:</strong>13<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>“I know just the place my love. It’s not too far from here. I also believe the prices are somewhat a little more reasonable there. And yes, it would be good to have an idea if the lay of the land there. Besides, I owe Feredir a bone.”<br/><br/>Standing, he would normally take his wife’s arm, but he recognised that she was being alert and would need both her hands. Smiling at his wife, He still wakes up wondering which god or goddess has blessed him so. He and Dalea were almost polar opposites, with a few similar loves. The saying that opposites attract must be true. “We will be back by six. Can we get anything for anyone?”<br/><br/>Pausing a little for any requests, he takes his leave and follows his wife out the door. Once outside, he takes the lead and heads to the market.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Arcanist rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br/>Comment: Knowledge local roll to find market and possible safety alerts<br/>Result: 8, <br/>Total: 15</div></div>