<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/2VOqsHE.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Y'mir Vozi (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2717746)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>10/10<strong>AC:</strong>17<strong>Dance Rounds:</strong>7/7<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Wow! bonus points it is then" Y'mir said with a series of tiny finger claps as Jacob demolished the lock with ease. "Bonus points" turned out to be a soft kiss on the cheek, "Good job muscles" he cooed softly in his ear.<br/><br/>"Alright, kitchen it is!" he declared, presuming the decision would be unanimous. He would saunter his way up to the door, only to stop and turn to Jacob, motioning with his hand to say "after you".