<div class="floatleft">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30738236/Arpee/Elliquiy/samedibust.jpg)</div><strong>Samedi Métayer</strong>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13577)<br/><strong>HP: </strong>12/19<strong>AC:</strong>15<strong>Touch: </strong>12<strong>Flat:</strong>13<strong>Rage: </strong>3/10<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Samedi followed the rest of the group, her muscles tensing and her hand tightening around the shaft of her mighty axe as she moved forward. Who was this girl that the rest were carrying, she wondered to herself, was she really so important that the rest of the group would be willing to keep hold of her even while sounds of what were likely to be one or more of the brutal beastmen were prowling about the Spire? Or when the matter of self preservation came about would they drop her like a dead weight and make a run for it? She had to admit she didn't know the rest all that well, for now it was best to gauge their actions when something came about and remain silent and hidden, currently acting more like prey then predator.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stealth</div><div class="spoiler_body">   At 2014-09-23 16:25:57, Samedi (uid: 2076) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64998)</div></div>