<div class="floatright">(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Longtail_by_len_yan.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Cinnabar Umbrae (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302505.msg14798657#msg14798657)<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: 15<strong>Effects</strong>:<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 17 (14T, 13FF)<strong>Perception</strong>: 3<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Rats are useful. The goblins eat them, and thus, don't have to come up to the nice parts of town." Cinnabar says, dead-pan. She doesn't seem concerned; not breathing too deeply, but not concerned; this is.. well, it's sort of what she expected. "I heard a rumour that there are rats as big as ponies in some places. These are nice, modest rats, by comparison."<br/>Probably, she's exaggerating. Or the story was. Or both. Cinnabar kind of hopes she is; rats the size of ponies are a little frightening to contemplate.