<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/2WULM5v.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Garrus Sigridsson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331895.msg15828932#msg15828932)</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tali and covers -&gt; Chainmail         <strong>AC:</strong> 11 -&gt; 16<br/><strong>Wielding:</strong> Greataxe, Javelins<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 32 / 32                      <strong>Hit Dice:</strong> 3d10<br/><strong>Resources:</strong>  <strong>1st lvl Spell Slots:</strong> 3/3  <strong>Channel Divinity:</strong> 1/1  <strong>Shifting:</strong>  1/1  <strong>Divine Sense:</strong> 5/5  <strong>Lay on Hands:</strong> 15/15<br/><strong>Money:</strong> 112 gp, 5 sp<br/></span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Prepared Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Bless<br/>Command<br/>Cure Wounds<br/>Guiding Bolt*<br/>Heroism*<br/>Shield of Faith<br/>Thunderous Smite<br/></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>A quiet groan flew from Garrus' mouth as he was stirred awake to the cold tingle assaulting the side of his head. "Agh!" he grunted as he realized it was her wiggling toes that woke him, and he rolled away, in so doing pulling the cloak halfway off of his tabaxi lover. "There are few awakenings ruder than that," he called, his voice gruff with grogginess and head slightly aching from the same mild hangover Tali sported.<br/><br/>"And here's one of them," he added, rising and snatching the rest of the cloak from her bare form, exposing her to the chill of the tent. "Ha!" Standing proud and just as unabashedly naked, he celebrated this minor victory by tossing the cloak over his shoulder and grinning broadly.<br/><br/>He was in the middle of snatching up his clothing and pulling them on piece by piece when the clamor of voices and shuffling of bodies picked up outside. He could even hear the stomping of marching boots approach the Checkpoint. "It seems it's time to rescue our volva. Maybe she'll share a vision with us for our troubles."<br/><br/>When he was dressed--and she was dressed enough--he called to her with a smile, "Tali, a little help with this armor to speed things up? And please don't paint any insulting or horny messages on it this time. I don't like the attention either brings. Usually."<br/><br/>After some more playful teasing, the two were stepping out of their tent, dressed, armed, and armored, and just in time to hear the Overseer begin calling individuals to enter. "It's as if they're drawing lots," he whispered to Tali. "Oh look, this one's a little elderly for adventuring. And for farming. Think he's the old wizardly type?" He watched the person in question approach the Overseer and his armed escort, looking quite prepared for whatever his business in Krinsest was despite the declared centaur threat.