<div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/o1v2n0cg64831.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Animal Companion</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/EVBI8BE.jpg)</div></div></div>Teoran (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2354828)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>30/30<strong>AC:</strong>16<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Druid level 0: <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Create Water</li><li>2 - Detect Magic</li><li>3 - Detect Poison</li><li>4 - Mending</li></ul>level 1 (DC 14):<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Entangle</li><li>2 - Entangle</li><li>3 - Goodberry</li></ul><br/>Level 2 (DC 15):<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1 - Barkskin</li><li>2 - Chill Metal</li></ul></div></div><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Golden Goblin -<strong>Tagging:</strong>Bastards<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Taking a seat<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"My brother here only drinks water, but thank you for the offer. I'll take you up on it."</strong>When offered a free cup of a drink, alcoholic or not, it would've been quite rude to refuse him, Teoran found. With a small sip from the quite tasty alcoholic beverage, he glanced at the half-orc with a smile.<strong>"That's up to Ayvern himself, but I doubt he'd mind much. He's quite acclimated to traveling with me, after all."</strong><br/><br/>The wolf did, in fact, give her hand a short sniff, before turning his head to allow her easy access for scritches to the ears. Growing up with a druid meant that he knew the joys of beings with hands that wanted to give those out for free, of course. Teoran intently listened to the others speak to get to know each other. A man with silver hair... the wild brute reminded Teoran of what he himself would've probably sounded like if not for his mentor. Silver hair, the one hint for his father...<em>Nah, what's the chances that it'd be the same guy? Surely there's more than one either aging or weave-touched man like that around. And potentially even in town at the same time.</em><br/><br/>Still, he looked at the assembled odd crew.<strong>"I happen to be looking for a silver-haired minstrel myself, but with the city as packed as it is, finding anyone with that description will prove... difficult.</strong>" Teoran shrugged light-heartedly.<strong>"While I'm looking around, though, I might be up for a little work. Can't exactly rely on magic to keep myself fed every day now. The name's Teoran, by the way. A man of the forests."</strong>