<strong>Name:</strong><strong>Tgamo Mubatsi</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=223744.msg10988651#msg10988651)<br/><strong>Status:</strong><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/69/African_Warrior_2_by_pieparaphernalia.jpg)</div>normal<br/><strong>HP:</strong>11/15<strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Saves:</strong>Fort +4, Reflex +2, Will +0<strong>Init:</strong>+2<strong>Perception:</strong>+0<br/><hr/><br/>"Well," Tgamo says brightly, "that should be the worst thing to happen to us all day. We will be safe in here -- no more of them could have gone through this giant door."<br/><br/>He moves to the edge of the pit, seemingly ignoring the ugly wound from the scorpion's stinger, and leans far over the edge holding onto the spike for purchase. "It is dark," he reports. "Very dark," he clarifies. He tests the rope to see if it is too old to bear his weight, slight though it may be.<br/>