<div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/9f/98/9f980bd6f7f8f6ad44a681dc7a6def29.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sekko<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17 |<strong>HP:</strong>13 / 13 |<strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+4 |<strong>Stealth:</strong>+6 |<strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>lvl 1  2/3<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Chattering<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Mage Armor<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Sekko's serious look fades into a grin as Gundren continues his speech. The small kobold actually bouncing in her seat at the dwarf's good cheer. The waitress pouring the mead over Gundren's head gets her giggling as she stands up on the bench to look for something for the soaked dwarf to dry himself with. "How sup-lies move? Much carry or carted hoof beast?" Her head tilts and she mouths something before perking up. "Two sun rising. Sekko greet workers then."