<div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Harlo Glazer (Swashbuckler 9/Fighter 4)</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:   125/125      AC:   25<br/>TAB:      +26/21/+16   AC(Touch:   18<br/>Range:      +18/+13/+8   AC (flatfoot):   17<br/>Panache:   10/10      Fort: +8<br/>Retort:      5/5         Reflex: +12<br/>Charmed Life:   4/4         Will: +8<br/>Initiative:   +9<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Curses</div><div class="spoiler_body">Increased Libido (X2), Size King, Enhanced Cum<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spots(Sanimal Compaignion13)</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:   84/84      AC:   25<br/>TAB:      +17         AC(Touch:   25<br/>Range:   N/A            AC (   flatfoot):   18<br/>Init:         +9      Fort: +10<br/>Sprint:      500’         Reflex: +14<br/>               Will:           +4<br/></div></div>Active Effects:<br/></div></div>Tagging:<br/></div><br/><br/><br/>Harlo returned to the table, drink in hand as he looked again at the table and the kinds of terrain around each. "If one of you could drop me and Spots down near one of the temples, I can get a good lay of the land, look for anything that may not be apparent from the air... if tehey have gone to this much trouble to hide, they may expect flying observers."<br/><br/>His hand drifted back to N'dara's rump and caressed it. He leaned in close to her and whispered into her ear, close enough for his warm breath to caress her skin, "Why do I have such an impulse to bury my face between these cheeks?" he moved back to the map, his hand remaining on the lovely rear of the elven woman; running a finger down the seem through her outfit once.