"Just lodging or drink's as well?" Hane asks greedily, after stuffing the coins into his belt pouch, the storage container looking tiny on the massive bugbear.
Hane enjoys the hospitality of the Bloody Rose for the evening, drinking, eating and carousing with any women that could put up with his ugly mug.
When he arises the next day, the assassin stretches his muscles and prepares for the day. When he comes down to the group, his face is determined and hard. It's clear that he takes this seriously and despite his previous attitude he's a consummate professional and will let nothing distract him, until the job is done that is.
He remains off the path to the right of the caravan, preferring to remain in the shadows, in case trouble breaks out. Despite his size, the bugbear melts into the shadows, becoming one with them and disappears from sight, even to those who know where to look.
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Stealth (1d20 11=31), forgot +1 for Camouflaged clothing, total is 32.
Wow...Crit on his first roll, I hope this is an omen of things to come.
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