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<i>Jarvan Feran<br/>
 Jovial Mercenary and Merc Captain</i>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">     "There there, Morsel. It's alright."</span>Jarvan said, smiling at the slithering creature as he felt the claws dig lightly into his shoulder, squeezing the leather plates present there. In turn, he looked at Kital, the cheerful Matsuba as chipper as ever by the looks of it. Of course, he couldn't understand them, but fortunately body language was somewhat universal.<br/>The mercenary chuckled at Kital' curious and cheeky attitude. That was going to become quite the sassy one, he expected. Not that there was something wrong with that. A little bit of independence and sass never hurt anyone. He was curious however how she would interact with the somewhat more reserved Morsel. He stretched out his hand to Kital to give her a caress, a pat and a chuckle if she'd allowed him to.<br/><br/><i>     'Well, guess I have to keep my wits about me.' </i>He thought to himself, his eyes scanning the group once more. It was unfortunate that he didn't know the group all that well, something he regretted dearly. Jarvan highly valued comradery amongst fellow warriors and travellers, even more so since this whole Lillim business kicked itself into high gear. In a way, he saw both Morsel and Kital as comrades in arms rather than mere pets or tools. As far as he was concerned, he relied on them and they could rely on him in return. A bit cheesy perhaps, but hey, that was just the kind of merc he was. Trust amongst warriors was key, after all.<br/><br/>His eyes jolted towards the Skull Spider that suddenly jumped on Jakki's shorts and scrambles up, his head tilting curiously as he watched on how the skull-looking arachnid stared at the woman.<br/>Jarvan's grin widened again. Well, well, a Lillim with humour? This party might be better that he had expected.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"That's quite the cheeky one, isn't she? I like her already." </span>He sniggered while he nodded to Jengu, folding his arms as he looked around to see if the rest of his companions would introduce themselves.