<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">SENTHAYNATRIX LITERATOR</span></strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=563156)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Statblock</div><div class="spoiler_body">Female Neutral Kobold Alchemist, Level 1, Init 2, HP 8/8, Speed 20 (30)<br/>AC 15, Touch 13, Flat-footed 13, CMD 10, Fort 2, Ref 4, Will 1, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0   <br/>  Light Crossbow (10 normal, 5 iron, 5 silver (carried, rest in pack)) +3 (1d6, 19-20/x2)<br/>  Morningstar 0 (1d6, x2)<br/>Cold Iron Dagger, Cold Iron (1) 0 (1d3, 19-20/x2)<br/>  Lamellar Cuirass (+2 Armor, +2 Dex, +1 Size)<br/>Abilities Str 8, Dex 14, Con 10, Int 18, Wis 12, Cha 10<br/>Condition: So many books, so little time</div></div><br/><br/><br/>Senthaynatrix flicks through several pages of the purple book, looking more and more puzzled, then closes it. "Encoded. Thiss will require ssome ssignificant time invesstment, unless we can find an encryptssion key in the Profess-sor's library."<br/><br/>The tiny kobold nods to Aelys thoughtfully, then glances back and forth several times between her and Kendra, trying to get some fix on how the daughter is taking all of this. Surely this isn't what she was expecting when she realized she would be hosting her father's friends?<br/><br/>Surely not. How could anyone expect this assortment, or the peculiar materia of the Will and its accompanying mysteries?<br/><br/>Uncomfortable and unwilling to be drawn into questions of what is right to discuss and when, Senthaynatrix flips open the Professor's journal once again, leaving it on the table for any others nearby to read over her shoulder (it isn't a very big shoulder). "Sso..." She sighs quietly, then murmurs to the dwarf. "The poss-ssibility of, what, murder?...Iss now before uss, as well. You are perhapss thinking theesse necromansscers desscided our friend wass too curiouss?"<br/><br/>The kobold waits until Kendra has moved to get whatever blankets and other items she was discussing before addressing the rest of the room. Thiss bus-ssiness of the falsse crypt. My people are not sso big..." She grins thinly for a moment. Was that a height joke?! "...On monumentss to our dead, as we are more likely to be eaten by creaturess than to die a-bed. But it hass alwayss been my perssception that mosst humanoids took unkindly to mess-sing about with their burial ssitess. If that iss truly ssomething we wissh to exssplore, I sshould point out that there will likely be oppossition if we go by daylight, and no excussess likely to ssave uss if we are caught by night."<br/><br/>She taps her fingertips slowly on the tabletop. "If we are to become involved in ssome manner of vengeful purssuit, or vigilante protectssion of the town againsst theesse necromantic typess, it would behoove uss to know ssomething of each otherss' capabilities."<br/><br/>She pauses, "I am an alchymysst, with a sspecial interesst in exssothermic and pyrophoric alchymical ssubsstances...Dragon's fire and variouss ssimilar fasst-burning and exssplossive admixsstures, but alsso healing and utilitarian compoundss...And I am a sscholar, who can sspeak over a half-dozen languagess fluently and fumble my way through sseveral more...But I wass born in a dragon'ss lair in the dark, lived more than half my life as a member of a kobold clutch, and am ssomewhat acquainted with trap-making and lock-ssmithing," No kidding. "I dare ssay I am better able to move ssilently and undetected in the darkness-s than mosst folk twissce my size...But," she indicates her glasses, "I am alsso half-blind, des-spite, like many of uss here, being able to s-see in the dark. I ssimply cannot s-see very great disstancess."<br/><br/>"I s-should alsso note, sshould we be undertaking ssome manner of tresspass againsst the local burial ssites, that I am the pers-son here mosst likely to be made into a pair of bootss without due pross-scess of law, as ssome of my colleaguess continually threaten, sshould we be caught." She peers around the room, studying faces, "I sshould hate to be abandoned under s-such sscircumsstancess."