<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, Detect Undead, Sanctuary<sup>D</sup></em></div></div><hr/><br/>Timo wasn't normally such a late sleeper. But he also normally didn't have a soft, warm place to sleep with no worry of bandits or wandering predators. He fairly drowned in the cushions and covers provided to sleep, and was still slightly groggy when he finally drew himself up. "What was in that wine?" he wondered aloud, pushing hish ands through his hair. Yeah, must have been the wine.<br/><br/>He joined the others after a quick ablution, and seemed grateful enough for cold biscuit and lukewarm tea, if that's what was left. He peered over the cup at Aesa, and nodded. "I was going to come with you to that crypt, if you didn't mind. So we can know what we're getting into" he glanced over at Aelys (assuming she's up,) and tilts his head. "You ought to come too."