<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qvQdg7X.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Falgrim Runeforged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16106186#msg16106186)</strong></span><br/>Dwarven Artificer(Armorer) lvl 5<br/><strong>Hp:</strong>32/43<strong>AC:</strong>19<strong>Passive perception:</strong>14<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>1st:</strong> 1/4 used <strong>2nd:</strong> 0/2 used</div></div><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><strong>Intended reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Current effects:</strong>Defensive Field(Temp HP 5/5)<br/><hr/><br/>Falgrim stayed by the door, letting the others enter as he held back incase something came for behind. As the last of his companions entered he stepped in and let the door close behind him. Staying back as his footfalls were heavier, made a bit more noise, his armor may have been mythril...but he still was not the lightest of people there.<strong>"Aye, Skirt tha edge. sounds like a plan lass."</strong>said the dwarf, he was more than prepared to skirt just a little closer...increasing the likely hood that he would be the target should any of the strange entities that inhabited this haunting room turned towards them.