<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8a/Gustavo_v.jpg)</div><strong>Gustavo Ventus</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1208924)<br/><em>Sorcerer 1</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>8/8<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>If he hadn't been so wrapped up in his own bullshitery, Gustavo would have noticed that he was the only one whose Huevar couldn't quite remember. Luckily for his ego, he didn't catch that less-than-subtle detail. Or perhaps he did, and immediately repressed it for his own sake. It was just one of those things that would probably remain a mystery forevermore.<br/><br/>When the human wench delivered her retort, the Genasi's smile spread all the wider. "So sorry to offend. If it's any consolation, you are plump in<em>exactly</em>the right places, miss...?" He held out for her name, as an actual gentleman would.<br/><br/>The blond began speaking, giving off an air of confidence he knew far too well; and although he didn't know her in the slightest, he offered her a genuine nod of respect as she carried on. He could recognize a fellow bullshitter when he saw one. Clearly she was going to make a big thing out of her introduction. He could already tell it was going to be good.<br/><br/><em>"Rha!"</em>She exclaimed, accompanied by a loud and bright flash. Too bright! He recoiled in his chair, covering his eyes with a forearm. "Ahh! Fuckin' shite!" He howled out in pain. This was followed by a low groan as he shut his eyes tight, attempting to recover from the sudden burst of light. "The hells is<em>wrong</em>with--!?" He cut himself off with a very deliberate coughing and clearing of his throat.<br/><br/>"Apologies..." He said, shaking his head and blinking rapidly as his vision started to clear. "It appears my spectacles have left my eyes a touch sensitive." He looked at the blond full-on, putting on the best facade of an apologetic smile he could muster. It faltered. A lot. "You are...." It legitimately took him some time to come up with a fitting word. "a... spontaneous woman. I like that." He gave a curt yet favorable nod as these words left his mouth. It was a decent enough balance between true and flattering, all things considered. The other 'truths' he had in mind about her at that moment weren't very flattering at all.<br/><br/>Much to his luck, another adventurer approached their group after his embarrassing little outburst. Looking upon her, he was glad he wasn't left blinded by the entertainer's antics. She had long, flowing hair like a cyan sea; sparkling emerald eyes; a voice like a comforting melody, spilling from soft, full lips; and-- two disgusting rodents perched on her shoulders...<br/><br/>As if that last part weren't bad enough on its own, she started talking to them. Like they were her<strong><em>friends</em></strong>! Seeing that alone made him shudder unpleasantly. She then said something strange about orcs and daisies that went way over his head, but he flashed a genial smile and nodded along anyway. "Nice to meet you, Belladonna." He stated slowly. "I'm Gustavo."