<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ae/Wlady200px.png)</div><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: gabriola;">Wladyzlaw Medvyed</span></span></em></strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1054889)<br/>LG Human Cavalier (Courtly Knight)<br/><em>low-light vision</em><br/><strong>Init:</strong>+1;<strong>Hp:</strong>12/12;<strong>Challenge SLA</strong>: 1/1<br/><strong>AC</strong>20 (touch 11, flat-footed 19);<strong>Fort</strong>+4,<strong>Ref</strong>+1,<strong>Will</strong>-1<br/><br/><strong>Languages:</strong>Common<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Wladyzlaw watched and listened to the others, hiding a smirk behind a gloved hand. It seemed like he had drawn the right straw. All of his companions seemed to be rather easy going, light on the eyes and not at all the kind of group that he had expected. He was more so expecting a bunch of stuck up human nobles and aristocrats. Perhaps Timofei had something to do with the outcome. Or more likely no self-respecting noble or aristocrat would risk their life in the Stolen Lands. Luckily he was humble enough to not pay much respect to himself.<br/><br/>He looked a little surprised at first when the Lebedan noble son recognized him, but at the mention of their rowdy night he split up in a bright smile. "Ah Calim, no? You played a fair lute to be sure. Too bad you couldn't match it in a brawl or we might have given those Surtovans a fight for their inherited gelts." He was joking of course. Calim sure had put up a better fight than himself. He had only managed to utter the instigating insult and then fallen off the table he had stepped upon and knocked himself out while the whole spectacle erupted in chaos.<br/><br/>He turned to Sophia with a solemn smile. "Yes, Sir Stanislaw Medvyed was my father and emissary of the King-Regent. I think I might have actually been in his retinue when those negotiations were made. I might have caused a minor diplomatic ruckus." He covered his smile with his gloved hand again. It had not been as much fun back then. He had smiled at the wrong girl and the barbarians had been very upset about the whole affair.<br/><br/>"Well if anyone is without a proper riding animal I can provide for one. I imagine our journey will be greatly helped along by it. As for myself I have my steed Jagellion." One could almost hear the neigh of his stud from across the town square. The large war horse was always a proper handful for the men at the stables and he hoped he wouldn't have a repeat of last year's scandal when Jagellion had sprung through a window in the capital palace and found him at court. Luckily the King-Regent found it more humorous than everything and only issued a bar of the young knight from any events for a year.<br/><br/>"I have hopes for this expedition. They wouldn't send us off to reclaim worthless land just to boost the size of our holds, and if that was their game then they would have sent off ambitious noble sons just to free up the court. I wouldn't call myself all that ambitious and from what I have seen Calim isn't all that interested in the life of courtly politics either." He may not be ambitious but he knew the game well. One could only occupy a place in the higher courts of Brevoy before one got a taste of the political life. "If nothing else this will be a good knightly quest and we'll have some gold and glory as we hand the land over to whoever is given it."