<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/WsyjYoC.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/r3oW9U2.jpg)</div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Telthor, Human Inquisitor</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 38/38 / <strong>Init</strong> +4<br/><strong>AC</strong> 20 / <strong>Touch</strong> 13 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 18 / <strong>CMD</strong> 20<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +8 / <strong>Ref</strong> +6 / <strong>Will</strong> +9<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +10 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> +12<br/><hr/><strong>Spells</strong><br/><strong>1st level:</strong> 4/4<br/><strong>2nd level:</strong> 2/2<br/><hr/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zara, Snake</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 46/46 / <strong>Init</strong> +3<br/><strong>AC</strong> 22 / <strong>Touch</strong> 13 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 19 / <strong>CMD</strong> 25<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +8 / <strong>Ref</strong> +8 / <strong>Will</strong> +5<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +6<br/><hr/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/></div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>"The storm isn't natural," Telthor replied in agreement as he proceeded to pick up the trail, mentally marking the direction in which it led. The other spellcasters had probably seen him attempt to decipher the magic, as well as the feedback he had barely resisted, almost been overwhelmed by. His head still ached, though the pain was dying down by the moment. "Best to weather it out and hope that whatever powers it wanes," he all but shouted, barely hearing himself over the rising blizzard as he followed Fiona atop Zara, also looking out for a prime place to stop. "We can try to pick up the trail tomorrow morning, though I don't know how much we'll find what with the new snow."<br/><br/>Perhaps it was the storm that all but drowned him out, but Telthor spoke more freely now; they had a purpose, and even it if meant that they would be unable to fulfill it today, with any luck they would be able to do so tomorrow. Or so he thought, as he watched, waiting to find a sheltered place where they could make camp and set the tents without risking them being blown every which way--though he usually had little to worry about, as Zara's bulk was more than enough to stabilize his tent.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Telthor - Fortitude: [1d20+13] = 18+13 = 31 (http://unseenservant.com/default.asp?do=showone&amp;id=89543&amp;macid=0)<br/><br/>Zara - Fortitude: [1d20+13] = 18+13 = 31 (http://unseenservant.com/default.asp?do=showone&amp;id=89544&amp;macid=0)<br/><br/>Taking 10 on the Survival will make the DC 16 check.</div></div>