<div class="floatleft">(https://s33.postimg.cc/lttte4d0v/d63e776c4c52b2a4f4b8372bbd5d39ca.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Salvador</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1669670) HP: 33 AC: 13.<br/><br/><br/>"End of the road, looks like." Salvador called to the passengers riding inside the carriage, as he eyed the ancient looking barge with trepidation. He wasn't at all confident that the barge was fit to transport the carriage any further. Then again he wasn't a bargeman. He glanced at the old man arguing with the vagrants. Not that he had a whole lot of confidence in the bargeman either...<br/><br/>Salvador leapt down from the roof of the carriage with practised grace, landing like a cat, and stalking up to the men, an easy confidence in his steps. He hid his doubts well, but then, he'd had plenty of practice at it.<br/><br/>"Mornin' gents." he said, with a friendly sort of irony, clear as it was that they were nothing of the sort. Without any conscious effort on his part, his speech adjusted to something a bit rougher than normal, adapting it suit his surroundings. "How goes? Name's Salvador. Here on government buisness, I'm afraid."<br/><br/>He flashed the men a grin, touching his brimmed hat. The three men didn't seem like the sort to be chummy with officials, and hopefully the revelation would be enough to move them along before trouble arose.<br/><br/>"Don't let me hold you up. We've business with the bargeman ourselves, once you're through."