<div class="floatleft">(http://www.drakonis.org/uploads/7/v/0/7v0ng7m0e3/2010/09/23/20100923140525-f61c0dcf.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">Half-Elf Rogue:</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Lebanon Faltir</span></span><br/><em>Master of Locks and Thievery</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8636); 10 HP (Current 10); AC 15<br/>Bolts:  10 in quiver<br/><hr/><br/>The rogue bellowed with laughter.<br/><br/>"Oh, that's rich!" he cried.   "The guy that hangs out in sewers is going to dole out opinions of character.  Why do crazy hermits have to be so morally patronizing?"<br/><br/>The rogue began to spin his lock picks on his fingers, but then made the set disappear, evidently by palming them.  He repeated making them appear and disappear as he spoke:<br/><br/>"I still don't see why crazy hermits that have an affinity for sewers come into a thieving job acting like they're hot stuff.<em>I hope your massive ego doesn't get in the way of the mission.</em>"<br/>