<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/SebastianPFBard.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sebastian (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265764.msg13115430#msg13115430)</span><br/><strong>Human Archivist (Bard) 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 9/9<br/>AC: 17 (flat-footed 16, touch 11)<br/>CMD: 14 (flat-footed 13)<br/>Init: 1<br/>Saves: Fort 0, Ref 3, Will 1<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spells/day: Lv 1: <del>2</del> 1<br/><br/>Lv 0: detect magic, light, mage hand, open/close<br/>Lv 1: <del>heightened awareness</del>, detect secret doors</div></div><hr/><br/>They were a herd of cats, they were.  Everyone seemed to be jumping to do their own thing in random fashion and while his attention was drawn to the city, he agreed with Tessa that the man was a more pressing issue... or threat.  Drawing his blade he moved opposite Tessa, flanking the man as he stretched his neck to see around him, splashing through the water.  "Sir?" he called in a voice loud enough for him to hear, he presumed, but not anyone deeper in the cave, "Are you okay?"  He glanced back at Shirin and Faolan, adjusting his arm nervously in his shield and bracing for the worst.<br/><br/>All the while his ears listened for whatever they were discussing about the city, figuring the man's attentions were somehow connected to that.  This place would have taken time to build, he presumed, and the items upon it seemed almost as if they were offerings of some kind.  With his mind still racing, he tried to process from that glance or two what they could have been doing, thankful for the spell allowing him to split his attentions like this.  Heck, he could even spare a bit of attention to see the wonderful movements of Shirin's body and how the light draped across her curves so nicely.  Too bad the spell didn't last longer.  There were three beautiful women that could easily command all of his attention if he allowed them to.  "Worst case we make our own night's entertainment," he teased back, catching a random phrase, still circling the man and prepared to defend himself or the others.