<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Hart Miiri</span>(http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=71086)<br/><br/>Hart had hoped to stroke the centaur to distraction or exultation, but alas. The beast seemed to be used to such contact to the point it did barely more than annoy him. Well that wasn't something Hart was interested in, so before anyone noticed him maintaining a useless spell he allowed it to pass and traveled himself, following the group and more importantly Chi. He knew the girl from previous interaction, and despite the fact she was both clothed and fairly immune to his advances, he still thought that perhaps there was a glimmer of hope yet that she might embrace his philosophy of free love. At worst case, maybe he could enjoy the company of the centaur... he hadn't had such a lover as yet. It would take some accommodation, but he was certain he could do something that the centaur would never forget.<br/><br/>Then there were the rest in their apparent group. An elf with a bird and an armored woman. He didn't much care for women in armor. He generally didn't care for women in clothes, not that he had anything against a nice dress or a proper bustier, corset or any sort of clothing which accentuated their feminine features. Armor however, outside the cliche chainmail bikini, did not look as good on women as other clothing. Certainly it didn't usually look as good on them as nothing did, it being his favorite attire to see them in. Briefly Hart considered loosing the armor for the paladin, allowing it to drop from her, but he wasn't quite certain how she would take it. She might get extremely upset and who knew, she might actually be one receptive to his advances if he played his cards right. For the time he waited, entered the cafe a short time after them, and waited to get to work. It wasn't yet time for a show, and he wasn't quite certain which of his talents he'd highlight that evening.<em>That's the trouble with being so multi-talented. Deciding how to knock their socks off...</em>