<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/a8a822f9635c432a5fe2415a9a092f49/tumblr_okm0r1qSke1w31dt2o2_r1_1280.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Shijin Sethson</span></span><br/>Tiefling Blood Arcanist, 35 HP, AC 16, Character Sheet (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/188XglcX4seh_tKk6Nq4-MsbBnVcLc34sWawu7JfxD1I/edit?usp=sharing).<br/><em>Ardent seeker of forbidden knowledge.</em><br/><br/>Shijin watched the assembled adventurers, seekers of knowledge and plain thugs warily.  He'd come to Urgasburg because he figured there's be less discrimination in a place such as this, but his primary driving force was always the thirst for knowledge.  For in a place like, with such a peculiar atmosphere and Blood Moon phenomena, surely there would be arcane secrets to uncover?<br/><br/>The red-skinned tiefling made his way towards the coach.  The one with the Urgathoan priest seemed most interesting, since he wanted to ask the fellow a few questions about Urgasburg, and the possible secrets held within.  He certainly was in no place to judge anyone else's life choices or origins.  He got enough of that from others.  He swiftly made his way to coach, his midnight blue traveling robes swishing as he did.  My, was that a wizard there as well?  This might actually be interesting conversation.  He'd usually gotten on well with wizards, though some of the more snobbish ones occasionally made rude noises when his more intuitive method of spellcasting got brought up.<br/><br/>"Hello, my fellow travelers!  I am named Shijin, and I hope to relax on the trip with you all, perhaps share a bit of knowledge along the way?"<br/><br/>He made his way to a seat, then looked around the others hopefully as he settled his robes and other belongings.<br/><br/>