<div class="floatleft">(https://guildberkeley.files.wordpress.com/2017/07/wyvern.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Telamon<br/></span></span><hr/><em>A Goddamn Wyvern</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>42/73<strong>AC:</strong>19<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Telamon withstood the strange half-orc's naked hug with the appearance of some disdain, but had the wyvern not learned that he could not avoid the green one's grapples?  Still, he felt... good about it.  His breath was returning back to normal, his heart rate was slowing, his sight was becoming clearer, and his thoughts were less foggy.<br/><br/>Grim heals Telamon for 10, putting Telamon up to 52.<br/><br/>Telamon visibly winced after Silvy touched him after stroking the green one's shaft.<br/><br/>"Silvy," Telamon said with a huff.  "I will try to remember that this is the whore's name."<br/><br/>Silvy heals Telamon for 8, putting him at 60.<br/><br/>Telamon then winced, again, when Sophia slapped him on the shoulder.  Telamon found that he did not quite mind being touched by Sophia, since she was clothed and hadn't touched anyone's nude appendages.  Besides, Sophia was... uncommonly kind for one of her race, wasn't she?<br/><br/>Telamon bounded about like a happy dog once he was free from those who kept touching him.  He was excited about eating the snake.  He would feast, naturally.  But what attracted him most was the snake's innards.  He could smell it.  Human flesh.<br/><br/>He preened the snake's flesh, pushing it and feeling it, sometimes even clawing his way inside, looking for a delicious half-eaten meal, when he came upon Talai's previous party.  Their dead corpses fell out of the snake like gifts from a sack.<br/><br/>"Mmmm!" Telamon said as he sat on his haunches, grabbing a young man's leg and ripping it off his torso.