<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ub7DaR7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tucker Cobalt (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2722300)<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16 |<strong>HP:</strong>10/10<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong>11 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>L1 2/2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Content</strong><br/><strong>Actions</strong>(for combat use)<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Bunny number two brought up the rear, remembering keenly the comments that the lobsters were likely as big as he was. He was thankful that Belni had picked up the lamp ad it'd more than likely simply shake in his hands at the moment. Unlike some of the others he'd not had any experience in actual combat, but he was more than willing to pick up a spot in the rear and support from back there. He tapped on a tank as he walked past - there were plenty of colourful fish he'd seen in books before and he wondered if any were in here.<br/><br/>"Yeah," he said in response to Belni's observation, "like that story about those children that ate a poor, old woman's house. Except with dwarf blood giving us a trail instead of breadcrumbs."