<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/a1/13/ad/a113adf051ecc8eb698cff287b7ea7af.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Yuki Hayabusa (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2444709)<br/></span></span><br/>HP: 56/56<br/>AC: 23<br/>Standard Perception: +7<br/>Level: 4<br/>Race: Human<br/>Class: Fighter<br/><hr/>“Don’t ask me. I have no idea.” The samurai flicked the blood off of his sword, placing it back into his sheath. “But we really need to get out of here, regardless of direction. No telling if more will rise.” He was also tired from the back to back near death experiences. Two were more than enough for one afternoon.<br/><hr/>