<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/JxHhY7t.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kaless (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2592739)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Eastgate district of the city, in the sewer<br/><strong>Hit Points/Current:</strong>17 /17<strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Moving through the hole to check for tracks(Survival roll: 1d20a5 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158868))<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I do not know about natural, but it is certainly not made with tools." With his axe resting on his right shoulder he opens his left hand and one of the motes of lights settles neatly right above his palm, resting just a few inches above it as if he was holding it.<br/><br/>Leaving 3 motes of flickering light by the ragged hole he starts examining the ground just beyond it, hoping to find some tracks with which they could track the group of workers that went missing.