<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9e/9e766ab9ab0eb37e98bf38b7117d6789.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Burdock</span></strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344148.msg16249671#msg16249671)<br/>HP: 12/12 AC: 18<br/>Initiative: +1 Pass Perc: 12<br/>Effects: N/A<br/>Actions:<hr/><br/>"I spent a bit of time on a ship, but the tattoos are the work of another fighter who was a former sailor.  The man had turned pirate and Garrus saved him from the noose by buying his way out of prison.  He had a bit of an obsession, and I liked their look enough not to complain."  His grin made it hard to discern if the tale was entirely honest, or if he was embellishing for comedic effect, and he seemed disinclined to clear that mystery up.  Instead, he winked and allowed the two women their talk, polishing off the second half of his peach and tossing the pit off to the side of the road.<br/><br/>Clara's words about freedom could not have been more accurate.  The fresh air, the feel of the ground beneath his feet, and the soft sounds of the other travelers all served to remind him that he was free, free to enjoy life and do as he pleased with it.  Though he was still careful to watch as they traveled, he couldn't deny how fine he felt with the lingering sweetness on his tongue and the verdant scent of the forest filling his nose.