<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/VoOvm3H.jpg?1)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">KAL-DORN (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1052482)</span></span></strong><br/>N Male Aasimar<br/><em>darkvision 60 ft.</em><br/><strong>Move:</strong>40 ft. (8 squares);<strong>Init:</strong>+3;<strong>Hp:</strong>14/14;<strong>Rage:</strong>6/6 rounds<br/><strong>Resist:</strong>acid 5, cold 5, electricity 5<br/><strong>AC</strong>16 (touch 13, flat-footed 13);<strong>Fort</strong>+4,<strong>Ref</strong>+4,<strong>Will</strong>+2<br/><br/><strong>Languages:</strong>Common, Androffan, Draconic, Hallit<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wearing/Carrying (32 lbs; light load)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adventurer's Sash<br/>Cold weather outfit<br/>Scimitar<br/>Studded leather armour</div></div><hr/><br/>Whilst everyone talked, Kal busied himself with looking over the now inactive robot.  Well used to Drazzak's moody nature, he put it down to the vagaries of creeping age and worried himself no more about it.  Whilst the older man could rave as he wanted, the fact remained that whatever his wishes, they were likely wandering into a place no one had ever ventured in before - the only man who had, Khonnir Baine, wasn't here to tell them what to expect - Drazzak was likely a man who was used to choosing where and when he dealt with a problem.<br/><br/>This wasn't going to be one of those times.<br/><br/>Deciding to direct his energy to something meaningful, he walked over to Val, kneeling down to be on equal height with her so that she wouldn't have to crane her head to look up at him.  "Tell me Val, did your father happen to ever tell you anything about the caves beneath hill?  Maybe left a diary of some sort that did?"<br/><br/>"I believe you also said these sticks of yours were effective against this metal creatures?  You wouldn't happen to have a spare one lying around - it would certainly help plenty - or maybe loan the one you have?  I promise to take good care of it, and it would be a big help in saving your father."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC: Diplomacy check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll <span class="bbc_u">result 29 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99378)</span>.  In case needed.  And on another note, where the hell was <em>this</em> natural 20 when I <em>needed</em> it in <em>battle</em>?! lol</div></div><br/><br/>"At any rate, I think, rather than arguing here, we'd best focus our efforts around the town in preparation," he noted, turning towards the others.  "Rixy suggested a rope be drawn underwater so that those of us who can't swim can pull themselves to the other side using it as guide; that's about as good a suggestion as there's been so far.  Master Baine has been in and out, so it can't be that hard or arduous a task.  If the priest wishes to give us the ability to breath underwater, good and well.  If not, to hell with him.  Either way, we're getting wet and there's no way around it."<br/><br/>"We'll also need light, and tools for navigating caves."