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<blockquote data-quote="FrancisJohn" data-source="post: 6433405" data-attributes="member: 6778347">[align=left]http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140811023742/livingpf/images/thumb/2/26/Borin_buckethissel_halfling_rogue_by_lizard_of_odd-d5safsr.jpg/180px-Borin_buckethissel_halfling_rogue_by_lizard_of_odd-d5safsr.jpg[/align][sblock=Mini Stats]<a href="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Francis_John_III_(FrancisJohn)" target="_blank">Francis John, III</a>HP: 7/7AC: 18&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; FF:14&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; T:15CMB: 0&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; CMD: 13Fort: -1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Reflex: +5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Will: +1Perception: +7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Initiative: +3Bluff: +13&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sense Motive: +5Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6Bolts Remaining: 20/20Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1Adaptable Luck: 1/3[/sblock]Francis rolls his eyes towards the one who cannot roll her own. With contrived contrition in his voice, he replies &quot;Sorry Lady Anna. I'll play nice from here on out, even with those who have evil intentions. Don't judge me too harshly, because I am only a mere self-preservationist at best.&quot; Out of ideas, he unpacks his leaf box from his belongings, crushes some plant into his most prized possession, and enjoys the simple comfort of his pipe. Small, wispy smoke-rings rise and then vanish into the night sky as he ruminates on the recent turn of events. Ha! What a bunch of nambies. Good thing we are out in the west, because in some of the baronies, my actions would be considered as merciful as a saint.[sblock=OOC]What year is it?[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="FrancisJohn, post: 6433405, member: 6778347"] [align=left]http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140811023742/livingpf/images/thumb/2/26/Borin_buckethissel_halfling_rogue_by_lizard_of_odd-d5safsr.jpg/180px-Borin_buckethissel_halfling_rogue_by_lizard_of_odd-d5safsr.jpg[/align][sblock=Mini Stats][URL="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Francis_John_III_(FrancisJohn)"]Francis John, III[/URL] [B]HP[/B]: 7/7 [B]AC[/B]: 18 [B]FF[/B]:14 [B]T[/B]:15 [B]CMB[/B]: 0 [B]CMD[/B]: 13 [B]Fort[/B]: -1 [B]Reflex[/B]: +5 [B]Will[/B]: +1 [B]Perception[/B]: +7 [B]Initiative[/B]: +3 [B]Bluff[/B]: +13 [B]Sense Motive:[/B] +5 [B]Armed[/B]: Light Crossbow +4 1d6 [B]Bolts Remaining:[/B] 20/20 [B]Unarmed:[/B] Dagger +2 d3+1 [B]Adaptable Luck[/B]: 1/3[/sblock] Francis rolls his eyes towards the one who cannot roll her own. With contrived contrition in his voice, he replies [B][COLOR=#8B4513]"Sorry Lady Anna. I'll play nice from here on out, even with those who have evil intentions. Don't judge me too harshly, because I am only a mere self-preservationist at best."[/COLOR][/B] Out of ideas, he unpacks his leaf box from his belongings, crushes some plant into his most prized possession, and enjoys the simple comfort of his pipe. Small, wispy smoke-rings rise and then vanish into the night sky as he ruminates on the recent turn of events. [COLOR=#8B4513][I]Ha! What a bunch of nambies. Good thing we are out in the west, because in some of the baronies, my actions would be considered as merciful as a saint. [sblock=OOC]What year is it?[/sblock] [/I][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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