<div class="floatright">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Flint-Close.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Flint</span><br/><strong>Class</strong>:  Warpriest of Sarenrae (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1855004)<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 17<sub><strong>Touch</strong>: 12  <strong>Flatfooted</strong>: 15</sub>|<strong>HP</strong>: 13<br/><strong>Saves</strong>:<sub><strong>Fort</strong> +4  <strong>Ref</strong> +2  <strong>Will</strong> +5</sub><br/><strong>Status</strong>:<br/><strong>Init</strong>:<br/><strong>Actions</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Flint blinked and it seemed that the fight had ended.  He dropped his guard as he looked at the two centipedes pinned to the wall with arrows.<br/><br/>"That was impressive, Istavan."  Flint looked back over is shoulder at the archer.  The war priest walked towards where he had tossed is enchanted stone and retrieved the item.  Turning around to face the others, Flint started to say something but there was something off.  He counted companions, softly saying each name until it hit him.  "Where's Kaisen?"