<div class="floatleft">(https://36.media.tumblr.com/a09b70f2dd60f7810f597a90b761c57d/tumblr_nuswz8kTdZ1tk4029o1_1280.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Timo Zoltikampa (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=546620)</span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong> HP:</strong> 13/13 | <strong>AC:</strong> 17 (<em>T:</em> 12, <em>FF:</em> 15<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +4 | <strong>Speed:</strong> 40' | <strong>Melee:</strong> +2 | <strong>Ranged:</strong> +2<br/><strong>CMD:</strong> 14 | <strong>Fort:</strong> +3 | <strong>Ref:</strong> +3 | <strong>Will:</strong> +5<br/><strong>Channel Positive Energy:</strong> 1d6, 5/5<br/><strong>Travel Domain:</strong> <em>Door Sight</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Freedom Domain:</strong> <em>Liberty's Blessing</em> 6/6<br/><strong>Prepared Spells:</strong> 0 - <em>Detect magic, Guidance, Light</em> | 1 - <em>Bless, Bane, Sanctuary<sup>D</sup></em></div></div><hr/><br/>"Timo Zoltikampa. My father was Mihael." The youth watches Kendra for any sign of recognition, even as he dips into a bow. Straightening, he offers her a wan smile. "No, it is... not likely you ever met him. You must have been the same age as I when he was..." Timo trails off, the smile fading, and he dips his head a notch. "We attend for your father professor, though." He glanced then at the others gathered.<br/><br/>The two elves drew a wide-eyed stare from the young man; It's only the sense of decorum that prevents him from launching into questions. he closes his mouth, barely realizing it had drooped open for a moment, and gave them both a brusque nod. The small, swaddled, lisping figure though earned a clear reaction; Timo stepped back with a small, swift warding gesture. Odds are even - as he figures - that the small creature is a leper, or a follower of Kalistrade. And either way, warding off unsavory things seems a reasonable move. He clears his throat softly, peeling his eyes away from the... unfortunate gnome? Instead he gave Kendra his attention again, nodding. "Of course. I will offer my shoulder for your father."