Tumakhunter
First Post
"I don't trust this one" Jak whispers to Loske. "Where did he get the alcohol, for one? Twelve years? Not with that belly, if he's been fighting gnolls the whole time.
Jak looks around the rest of the woods cautiously, anticipating an ambush while the party is distracted.
Jak looks around the rest of the woods cautiously, anticipating an ambush while the party is distracted.