<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/121/4/a/arduinne_by_dashinvaine-d4y7wxj.jpg) (http://fav.me/d4y7wxj)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Arduinne (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=456772)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sandpoint, the Rusty Dragon stall<br/><strong>With:</strong>Nobody (open)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP 8/8; AC 11, Touch 11, Flat 10; CMD 11; Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +4; Perception +0; Init +1<br/><br/>The stranger's tale was surprising, to say the least.  Not for its content -- Arduinne had no knowledge at all of the events and people in question -- but for the naked morbidness of it.  She merely nodded slowly before taking a long drink of mead to ease into the awkward silence that followed.  The next few minutes were spent finishing off the salmon dish, after which she set her plate and cup back on the counter and prepared to leave.  Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted that odd woman whom had bested her at the goblin toss, and sitting with her was ... a gnome?  Odd.  Arduinne had seen one or two gnomes in passing at the College in Korvosa, but nothing beyond that -- probably for the best, she mused.  Obsessive, excitable, and slightly crazy was their lot, or so she'd heard.  They both vanish into the throng of people as Arduinne headed up the street towards the cathedral to watch the butterfly release.<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sandpoint, cathedral square<br/><br/>Arduinne remained at the edge of the crowd, crossing her arms and propping herself against an unused table in a way that was somewhere in between sitting and leaning.  She observed the ceremony impassively, but paid attention all the same, letting her gaze follow the dispersing swarm of butterflies as they took to the sky.  A ruckus of screeching voices caught her attention, and before she knew what was happening, a goblin had climbed onto the table behind her, cackling maniacally.<br/><br/>She turned with a start and jumped back from the table, immediately assuming a defensive posture, and became aware of two other goblins on another nearby table.  Among the screams and shouts from the crowd behind her, a woman called out for buckets of water.  Arduinne beheld the goblin in front of her as one might a loud, ugly, but ultimately harmless dog.<br/><br/>"Stay right there, you little shit," she growled, and quickly scanned the area for weapons -- a crossbow would be ideal, but she also recalled seeing a game with throwing axes earlier in the morning.  She still had her dagger, if it came to that.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative: At 2013-06-06 02:07:16, Arduinne (uid: 25495) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 11 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47064)<br/>Perception to find ranged weapon: At 2013-06-06 02:31:13, Arduinne (uid: 25495) rolls: 1d20 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47066)</div></div>