<div class="floatleft">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/002/7/b/pzo1126_ch1_mythic_intro_hero_wat_by_akeiron-d70gjn0.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong></td><td>   </td><td>Ferrino (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=229264.msg11252392#msg11252392)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong></td><td></td><td>Bone Yard</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Stats:</strong></td><td></td><td>HP:   26(+18THP) / 99</td><td>   |   </td><td>AP:   12 / 14</td><td>   |   </td><td>Per/SM:   +17/+0</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td><td>AC:   23/16/17</td><td>   |   </td><td>STs:   22/23/21</td><td>   |   </td><td>   </td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Ferrino kept his taut combat stance even as Viserion thanked him and the light faded from the dragon's eyes. The body was still for a few rapid beats of his own heart before Ferrino relaxed and believed the battle to be over. He stood upright again, rolling his neck in hopes to relieve tension, before remembering the tension was coming from the deep wounds the dragon gave him.<br/><br/>He glanced over to Cindrana before turning to the rest of the crowd, "That's... potentially suspicious. I've got no reason to suggest any of the other options in front of us..." Which was his less than enthusiastic way of agreeing to go with.