<div class="floatleft">(http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/876/oldmanicon.jpg)</div>-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">"Old Man" Vinny</span></span><br/><em>- Priest of Rao</em><br/>- 45/45 HP ; AC 17<br/><hr/><br/>Vinny doesn't seem to pay Kasumi's accidental exposure any mind, though as before he looks away politely as she binds herself up again.  Once the rope is cut he takes a moment to look it over, ultimately deciding it likely wouldn't prove sturdy enough for any hard work and tossing it to the side.  From the way his pack was bulging, he probably couldn't carry much more anyway.<br/><br/>"In my experience, m'dear?"  He laughed, shaking his head at the memories.  "Both are a bit skittish when it comes to dealing with others, but I kin hardly blame 'em.  When everyone's out ta kill you and yours, attackin' first and askin' questions later is sometimes the only way ta survive.  But on the whole, yes.  Kobolds are a bit craftier, I've found, and more willin' ta talk if they think something good might come of it."<br/><br/>Taking up the rear again, he sighed.  "I sure wish I did, m'dear.  Never had much affinity for those kinda tricks, but I can't remember how many times they would've come in handy over the years.  'Fraid my spells ain't so much fer luxury."  He tugged his beard thoughtfully.  "If we kin find some fresh water by the end of the day, then we could wash whatever needs washin'.  Thinkin' on it, places with fresh water seem the most likely place fer a settlement t'be."