<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v433/Vadimirin/CharImgs/Monstrous/1342192662505.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">M’iaq</span></span></strong>,<em>Male Catfolk Monk 1/Rogue 1</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13965)<br/>HP:16 (Current: 12)  AC: 16,<span class="bbc_u"><em>touch</em></span>: 16,<span class="bbc_u"><em>flatfooted</em></span>: 12<br/><strong>Fort</strong>:+5<strong>Ref</strong>:+10<strong>Will</strong>:+6<br/><hr/><br/>M’iaq would spend a moment to survey the chamber they had landed in now that he had offered what little aid he could.  He didn’t know the first thing about tending to injuries nor possessed any healing magics save for a pair of potions that he would reserve for those who were in immediate mortal peril.  They would surely do little to restore the man’s eyes or mend the woman’s leg.<strong>”While ‘quickly’ is a relative term at this point, I do agree with the core of the idea.  Given how things are going on the surface, it seems inevitable that the city is going to fall; the longer we wait, the stronger of a hold those demons will have.  I fear that once things settle down up there, those things will start scurrying into every nook and cranny Kenabres has to offer – including these tunnels – and I can think of few worst places to fight those monsters than a dark basement.”</strong><br/><br/>Just saying that aloud gave him an uneasy feeling as though there were creatures clinging to the ceiling and walls just beyond the light’s reach.  Instinctively he found himself moving a few strides closer to Piper, her relatively flippant attitude and proclaimed ability to see in complete darkness helping to dull the edge of an old fear that was creeping up on him.<strong>”I can see well in faint lighting, but it will not help me here without a light source.”</strong>M’iaq swallowed in trepidation at the notion of wandering blind knowing the sort of horrors that lurked not too far above them.<strong>”An equally important question would be if anybody knows the layout of this basement and how to get out of here?”</strong><br/><br/>He could not be sure if Piper was genuine in returning personal possessions of the fallen to their families or was more interested in acquiring them for herself.  It was something he felt conflicted over at first; uncertain that doing so would be tantamount to theft and a treacherous slope that would lead him into familiar bad habits.  While it was a gray area, he ultimately justified that any possessions taken with the intent of insuring their own survival as well as those who were wounded would still be following the path of righteousness.  Still, he would not be the first to start searching through the bodies.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Knowledge (Dungeoneering, History, Local, or Religion (Whichever applies, if any)): 19+5=24<br/><br/>M’iaq would try to determine the likelihood that cathedral would have a tunnel or secret escape route that leads outside the city.<br/></div></div>