<div class="floatright">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Flint-Close.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Flint</span><br/><strong>Class</strong>:  Warpriest of Sarenrae (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1855004)<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 17<sub><strong>Touch</strong>: 12  <strong>Flatfooted</strong>: 15</sub>|<strong>HP</strong>: 13<br/><strong>Saves</strong>:<sub><strong>Fort</strong> +4  <strong>Ref</strong> +2  <strong>Will</strong> +5</sub><br/><strong>Status</strong>:<br/><strong>Init</strong>:<br/><strong>Actions</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301878.msg14815453#msg14815453">Quote from: Callie Del Noire on 15-04-2019, 03:09:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> She turned it over curiously. "I think it's a key." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I agree."  Flint said, turning the dagger over one last time before handing it back to Istavan.  "But a key to what is the question.  It doesn't look like there's anything else here, so we'd best press on."<br/><br/>He paused to look at the remains of whomever it was that had been in the iron maiden.<em>Better move on before Eligia decides to play with them</em>, he thought.  It was not a comfortable thing to leave the remains in such a state but there was little that they could do for the deceased at the moment.  His hand clutched at the holy symbol wrapped around the hilt of his scimitar, and he offered a quick prayer.  "Be at peace."<br/><br/>Flint turned away from the remains and holding his enchanted stone high, he moved off towards where Kaisen had gone.