| Sir Speck El Boddom |
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Male Sylph Rogue 4
Vital Statistics:
[HP 27/27] [AC 18| T 15 | FF 14] [Per +7 (+9 Traps) | Init +4 | Spd 30] [F +0 | R +8 (+9 Traps) | W +1]
Weapons and Conditions:
[Masterwork Rapier+9 | 1d6+4 P | 18-20/x2] | [Masterwork Composite Shortbow+8 | 1d6+1 P | x3] [Active Conditions: None]
In the last moments of his life, Speck relishes the chaos of combat, he feels at home with it. It was so much of a distraction that he misjudged how close the creature was and as it's teeth started to tear into his flesh, but before the pain could sink in, he simple thought to himself: This reminds me of that time my uncle Sir Speck El-Boddom the fifth stepped .... Suddenly his world goes dark.