<strong>Ivette &amp; Leander</strong><br/><br/>The creature, upon closer inspection, didn't seem to be of the usual kind. Indeed there was something... extraordinary about it, even as the animal snoozed lazily in his arms. "Oh, this is Algernon." The mayor replied to the sorceress, "He's all tuckered out today. Got into some of the monster pens earlier and wouldn't leave the poor beasts alone until we bribed him with some sweets."<br/><br/>The badger rolled around on his back like an otter in the sea, happily sleeping away in his owner's arms,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"And maybe a little sedative..."</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.darkswordminiatures.com/mainwebsite_html/gallery/images/HoneyBadger2.jpg)<br/>Honey badger don't care.</div></div><br/><strong>Ellen &amp; Dexter</strong><br/><br/>Before they could start on their way back, the pair found themselves in the presence of an unusual sort of woman. A halfling, and one dressed extravagently at that, in tight leathers and adventuring gear, with a little cleavage on display at that. No doubt she was one of their competitors. The swashbuckler had apparently scrambled up to the railing and sat atop it, overcoming the challenges of her height with athleticism. She scratched her ear, and then suddenly realized that she was being observed... the halfling adventurer quickly looked away innocently and kicked her legs back and forth.<br/><br/>Obviously, she had overheard... but wasn't doing a very good job of hiding that fact.