<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/79574c3633b742b8f7c5e74c6250acdd/tumblr_n5n8l1Eclv1sn3ne4o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Peldor Slatetide (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15893917#msg15893917)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human, technically 1/8th elf, Geomancer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Streets of Amberdale, Around Midnight. W1D3-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>An-Yah, Kroth-Taran, Open<hr/><br/>Peldor watched as the canine woman shimmied up onto the roof, and then curled into a tight fuzzy ball. He put his hands on his hips and was about to ask her how that was going to help when, "Hey! Road-friend!"<br/>Snapping his head around the mage looked down on a half naked barbarian that was attempting a stage whisper. "Room for another on that rooftop?" Oh brilliant. Just what they did not need. A helpful witness.<br/><br/>Sighing he looked at An-Yah and gestured down to the man. "You know him?" But seeing the state she was in, he did not expect a quick enough reply. "Yeah! Sure. We're holding a bloody picnic under the stars. Now be quiet and I'll help you up." He started waving his hands about letting the green energy build back up again to help the newcomer up the same way he had them.