<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/86/90/5f/86905f15ad3dd2cfb780ac1359c494ff.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>Lucan Drevis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=262693.msg12960793#msg12960793)</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>38/38</em><br/><hr/><br/>Three days left. Just three. No more, no less. But, despite the incredibly short amount of time 72 hours was by elf standards, it was still so difficult to contain his excitement. This Azzir Tannik fellow intrigued him. He was so deliciously shady, and knowledgeable to boot. Lucan was just itching to get his hands on the secrets locked away in his brain. Since he'd found that puzzle piece to the great mystery that was Rubanast, his luck on the subject had begun to steadily fade away. He was far from giving up, of course, but this route seemed the quickest to reach his ultimate destination. How unlucky it was, though, that his first step was to wait.<br/><br/>How on Juneeha was he supposed to pass the time?<br/><br/><em>'Oh! I could commune with Xerenu!'</em>He smiled giddily, his tongue idly gliding along his teeth at the thought. Sadly, that giddiness was washed away when he considered how little time the great lady demon must have had for silly chatter. Perhaps he could use information on Rubanast as an excuse to speak with her. Of course, he had no new information as of yet, but this new avenue of gaining it could possibly be enough.<br/><br/>And so he walked along, pondering deeply on the matter of his patron when the fortune teller caught his eye. His full attention snapped to the woman, light grey eyes widening slowly as she launched all manner of grim accusations at him. She was a woman possessed-- literally, it seemed-- and he had little doubt in his mind that what she spoke was the truth. He felt panic grip his heart.<em>'She knows. She <strong>knows</strong>!'</em><br/><br/>Wait, what exactly did she know? Something of the future, clearly, but what it was, he had no idea. That was, unless she truly saw him as capable of razing the world in a ruinous fire. The thought of wielding that sort of power sent his heart aflutter.<br/><br/>Positively intriguing as her fortune was, he didn't need any extra attention drawn to him; especially before getting into a more dubious line of work. He glanced over his shoulder to see if there was someone behind him he could shift her blame to, but he had no such luck. With a light frown, he cast his gaze about the crowd, letting his eyes display a shock and concern any normal individual's would. Then, he snapped his fingers and smiled in a facade of realisation.<br/><br/>"Ah, I get it." He began, making certain his voice carried. "It's a clever ruse, truly. Causing a ruckus using some random stranger as bait, so that you and your business can garner more attention. A fine scam, though lacking in finesse. But please, we all have places to be, and no time to be bamboozled, madam."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Deception Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lucan rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br/>Comment: Deception Check to make the crowd believe the fortune teller is just trying to pull a scam and isnt worthy of further attention.<br/>Result: 14, <br/>Total: 21</div></div>