<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/Dalen.jpg)</div><strong>Name of PC:</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">DALEN TOESMASHER</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>deck having soup.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open {Narindi, Aramis}<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>"Fear?" Dalen smiled wolfish to the last, "Aye, it be the stink o' the piss runnin down the legs of mine enemies I wager. Nay, I the smallest of the clan and I take'm all on.  Fear nothing fer death comes for ye no matter scared or na.  I figure I'll rip that'n apart too, death and 'is frilly robes."<br/>Dalen was watching the storm sister eagerly and then, "Songs are good aye, but kicking deaths arse sounds the better to me, eh?"