<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/44/982aa5c0b1a43606f472a9273c0c9bef.jpg)   </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Patch</strong></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>22/22<strong>AC:</strong>13<strong>Passive Senses:</strong>15<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Setup<br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=223930)<br/><hr/><br/>"I know this bakery. Guy who runs it has a special recipe for muffins. Claims they're elvish. I'd prefer if we get out of this without having to burn the place down."<br/><br/>After two hours of waiting, though, it almost would have been worth it just to have something happen. Patch munched on the last of his muffins. "Fuck. Either he got spooked and ran or somebody got to him first. Maybe somebody trying to get a hold of what he knows about us. Looks like it's search and destroy now. All right, lets go dig up a clue."<br/><br/>The lock looked simple enough to yield to even Patch's rudimentary talents. He grunted and took a step back to let Scarlet crack it while he watched the stairs. Out on a job was no place to practice.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>OOC:</strong><br/><br/>