Name: Toma veska<br/>Race: Human<br/>Class: Wizard<br/>Location: Within visual range of a sexy dwarf maiden<br/>Time: I have no idea.<br/>Tagged: Flynn, Amrin<br/><br/>When the sentry came running in warning of goblins, Toma seriously considered ignoring it and continuing to play cards. Unfortunately, he had a well-developed sense of reckless do-gooderism that precluded that, and with a sigh he stood up and called his staff, the magical implement rising up of its own accord and flying into his hand.<br/><br/>"I better go see if I can help with that. Don't lose your shirt before I get back, beautiful"<br/><br/>He took one last at the busty dwarf, and then ran out to find the source of the commotion, wondering what had suddenly given him the courage to say that.