<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Serpent_long_hair_edition_by_memymine-d6fr1rs.jpg)</div><strong>Serge Renard: An Unlikely Mage</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class: 17<br/>Hit Points: 57 +12 (69! How Auspicious!)  <br/>DR 3/Cold Iron<br/><br/>Active Spells<br/>Arcane Sight 5 hrs<br/>False Life 5 hrs<br/>Endure Elements<br/>Mage Armor, Greater 5 hrs<br/><br/>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=687022<br/></div></div><br/>Sitting next to Sim, Serge steepled his fingers as he pondered.  He offered, “I counted the steps when we left the sewers.  The entrance to the chamber where we found the weights was thirty feet down.  Noticeably lower than where we first entered the sewers.”<br/><br/>He straightened up and placed his palm on the table, “If that tavern doesn't have three levels of basements, the chamber might have lead down into Undermountain rather than up into the tavern.”<br/><br/>He looked into the sergeant’s eyes.  “We were hesitant to proceed without authorization—or at least without reporting our findings.  If you can put together a response team to this quickly, I’d like to assist.  My wards are good for several hours still.”<br/>