<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/3dc001aa-e32c-47d9-908e-b483d4ea33e5/d6t76df-efe9e558-15a6-4d93-baab-b2eb62d9ecb7.jpg/v1/fill/w_800,h_843,q_75,strp/batarian_soldier__merchandise_available__by_ibbitmonster_d6t76df-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD04NDMiLCJwYXRoIjoiXC9mXC8zZGMwMDFhYS1lMzJjLTQ3ZDktOTA4ZS1iNDgzZDRlYTMzZTVcL2Q2dDc2ZGYtZWZlOWU1NTgtMTVhNi00ZDkzLWJhYWItYjJlYjYyZDllY2I3LmpwZyIsIndpZHRoIjoiPD04MDAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.CXBKZ9-yH-9g3SmRCzhBAM--AyjYuQV2o4DhcTifNtE)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jarv Valak (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15810776#msg15810776)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Batarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Mercenary and Demolitionist<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 22nd 2174, 21:34<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>His banged up armour (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/78/5f/8c/785f8cb9ac2a75dff3169af8121eaa78.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION &amp; DISTRICT:</span></strong>Omega, Afterlife<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Scheduled meeting<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Aria T'Loak | Unito<br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Jarv crossed his arms, raising one side of his muscular 'brows'.<strong>"Asking you out? Spirits no, that'd mean I'd be paying for you the whole night. This is just the first round."</strong>He shrugged and then started making for the bar, mildly gesturing for the drell to follow if she fancied.<strong>"So what do you do exactly? No prizes for guessing I'm the one who blows stuff up."</strong>