<div class="floatleft">(https://s33.postimg.cc/lttte4d0v/d63e776c4c52b2a4f4b8372bbd5d39ca.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Salvador</strong></span><br/><em>Up to no good</em><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1669670) HP: 33 AC: 13.<br/><br/>"Better make it one for her as well," Salvador interjected as Koba made her entrance, directing his words to the barman serving Winnie, indicating for him to pour another. He left the man to it, and gave Koba a half smile at her attempt at humour. Not the most amusing joke, but points for trying, he supposed.<br/><br/>"Reckon you'll have to settle for our boy Winnie then. Doubt a real lady 'd come within three miles of this place." He grinned, sparing a glance for Winnie's reaction. Then he slid his glass towards Koba somewhat grudgingly. The habit was annoying, but harmless enough. He half wondered if it was meant to be some sort of ritual to check for poison. Which made him the sucker, didn't it? Whatever. If he were a poisoner, a tasting wasn't going to save anyone.<br/><br/>"Any trouble stabling the horses?" he asked Koba as she settled. Even more so that him, she had a knack of attracting the wrong kind of attention in towns. He almost felt sorry for the idiots inevitably emboldened by the opportunity to pick on a half orc, a female one at that. Almost. She was definitely more that your average village bully boy could handle. Might even give him some difficulty, if he was being perfectly honest...