Tirion Cayde, Cleric Level 5 (Life)
Elredd/The Broken Rutter
Day 1/Night
Hearing the comments regarding his armor, Tirion tries a bit to close up his cloak more as he moved over to rejoin the others at the table in the back they had found. He sensed the tension that they as outsiders were bringing to the tavern locals, but there wasn’t much they could do about it.
The group had been joined by a dark dwarf in black mail with a warhammer and sword. He wore the symbol of Hextor on his belt, though it also contained an eye of some sort, not usually associated with the evil god of war and strife. He greeted them a little ostentatiously and ordered them a round.
"And what brings ye all to my fair business this dark night?" the dwarf said.
“We just got into port this evening,” Tirion said, coming up and towering behind the dwarf, though he quickly shifted to the side to face him. “The Mad Elf told us this was the establishment of repute in your fair little town. Baron Ragnar Ruvik, I presume?” Tirion inquired. “We hope to find a place to stay for the night before we set about our business in the morning. We are not looking to cause any trouble, for you nor your patrons or establishment.”
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Initiative: +0
Perception: +4 (Passive: 14)
Speed: 30
AC: 20 (plate and shield)
HP: 33/33 HD: 5/5d8
Main Hand: None
Off Hand: Shield
Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st: Bless, Cure Wounds, Healing Word, Guiding Bolt, Command
2nd: Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon, Prayer of Healing, Hold Person, Blindness/Deafness
3rd: Beacon of Hope, Revivify, Spirit Guardians, Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word
Spell Slots Remaining/Total
1st: 4/4
2nd: 3/3
3rd: 2/2
Conditions: Guidance ©
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