<div class="floatleft">(http://i610.photobucket.com/albums/tt183/GhostwheelX/Misc/e0bd24d63c4e38ea2c4bc471da974df1_zps1608dc2c.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Makoto Kaijitsu, Half-elf Arcanist</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 8/8 / <strong>Init</strong> +1<br/><strong>AC</strong> 12 / <strong>Touch</strong> 11 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 11 / <strong>CMD</strong> 10<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +2 / <strong>Ref</strong> +1 / <strong>Will</strong> +4<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +2 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -1</div></div><hr/>Makoto's eyes blazed at the watchman's rebuttal. Certainly, he had nothing but respect for the profession, but all the man did was swing around a sword. How could that compare to his blossoming mastery over the very forces of the universe? He could conjure up any one of the elements on command to fry a goblin where it should, and this man whose job it was to protect people was chiding him for his wish to protect not only the village, but also the travellers who were its lifeblood when they came to trade.<br/><br/>"You don't have to come if you're scared. I'm certain that Sayla and myself will be able to take care things without too much trouble. And if anyone else wishes to come, they're welcome. But we don't need someone who will simply come and then run at the first sign of trouble, leaving us worse off than before and any goblins we meet emboldened by how they scared off some pansy just by showing up," he answers vehemently.<br/><br/>Sweeping up his spellbook, he looked around the packed tavern. "We need to do this in order to stop the attacks on the travellers who come to us. The goblins grow bolder every day--who knows how long before they decide that the village can't even protect itself, and decide to raid us, burning down buildings, setting fire to the crops, or slaughtering and making off with our herds? We need to take action, and we do this for the village, to protect ourselves, our livelihood, and our families. If you think we can let this menace grow without putting a stop to it, that's one thing. But Sayla and I are going to see that they stop their attacks, one way or another. If you don't want to come," he turned his attention back to Roland, "you don't need to. I'm certain there are others, more courageous, who will help us protect Sandpoint."