Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Rocco stays one step behind Ibram, hands on his axes and eyes darting from one target to another. He might be a merchant bodyguard. Or muscle behind the smarts of band leader. Whatever you prefer, just as long as you don't get in the way.
Perception (1d20+8=9) - woe upon us! Nat 1!
Perception (1d20+8=9) - woe upon us! Nat 1!