<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/>- 42/45 HP ; AC 17<br/><hr/><br/>Vinny didn't bother to pursue the fleeing beast, assured that the combination of might and magic had given it a proper lesson in manners.  He<em>harumphed</em>, straightening the crick in his neck with a sharp<em>snap</em>.  Such a blow should have surely taken the old gent's head clean off his shoulders, but he seemed none the worse for wear.<br/><br/>"A spell?  Bah!  I don't always need finger-waggling to get what I want, y'know," he said with a wink.  "Sometimes all you need is a few choice words and a good proper<em>glare</em>."<br/><br/>Seeing Kasumi's exhaustion set back in seemed to remind him of his own, and he leaned heavily upon the reinforced frame of the bow as he shambled over to her.  His eyes strayed to the retreating back of the troll, and a frown creased his face.  "Poor thing.  Half mad with hunger, and leg marked with chains.  I'm not sure exactly where we managed to wash up, m'dear, but we best be on our guard if its handlers come looking for it."