<div class="floatleft">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Thomas__Dresden_Files_by_dauntingfire-1.jpg)</div><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cyrus Valerian</span></em><br/>HP 56 (Current HP 56)  AC 16</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9084)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Hurlin Outskirts</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/><br/>As they encountered the various hunting parties, Cyrus found himself thankful that Ceara rode the mount along with the paladin.  It would be preposterous to assume that anybody hidden within a cloak warranted a closer examination; a biological risk such as this along with what is quite possibly a bounty on each kitty girl apprehended was more than enough incentive to do so.  Of course, the dynamics of examining a shrouded individual’s identity becomes an entirely different matter whenever said individual was mounted upon a rather large bear backed by an equally massive man adorned in more steel than one could find at your standard smithy.  Surely, Pantea’s presence also helped diminish any lingering suspicion what with the improbability of an uninfected female being willing to travel with those who were infected.  After all, how could they possibly know that she was immune to the plague?<br/><br/>Cyrus had caught himself eyeing Ceara’s exotic new form, appealing to the more lustful aspect of his curiosity.  Most likely, it had also been a result of Lasciel’s constant persuasion to experience the potential pleasures such a creature could provide.  Had it not been for Pantea’s obvious disdain for the infected as a whole along with the sexual prowess she shown him the first night on their trip, he might have tried his hand at seducing her.  As things stood, neither Cyrus nor Lasciel were willing to jeopardize future nightly encounters with the agile monk until they had a lot more time to enjoy her company.<br/><br/>As they reached the outskirts of Hurlin, the magus was glad to see that everybody had remembered their roles for such an excursion.  There was no way to tell for sure whether males were capable of being carriers for the plague.  If that was the case, then it is rather important to figure out how it is contracted and transmitted.  In the case of blood borne or sexually passed between female to male, Cyrus would be of no threat to the locals.  If it was able to be contracted by touch or if it was airborne, then he would be as much a risk as any of those men who have taken it upon themselves to hunt down the kitty girls.  It was a calculated risk, but if the latter scenario was the case, then the danger he presented would ultimately be insignificant in the larger scheme of things.<br/><br/>Accepting the list Ceara provided, Cyrus pocketed the paper and joined Pantea in the remainder of the walk into town.