<div class="floatright"><strong>Thurok</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2353274)<br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1e/7f/f8/1e7ff8988b2a0d5c0012fe48011cf873.jpg)</div><strong>HP:</strong>26<strong>AC:</strong>15<br/><strong>Time/Place:</strong>Early evening, Suzail, The Golden Goblin Tavern<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Aliesa, Sylvia, Blake Titangate<br/><strong>Conditions/Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Points things out<br/><hr/><br/>Thurok shakes his head, then looks quickly through crowd anyone suspicious looking at the group (sense motive: 17) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151390), mostly trying guess or perhaps catch glance of the person of the odd mental intrusion which failed against his mind. He grumbles, sort mix of growl (so his words only heard in table and not carry far outside of it); "Magic! Some poke head magic! We talk open, some heard and poke. Better move cover."