<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GlossHeadshot1.jpg)</div><strong>Gloss Featherstone</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314507.msg15212717#msg15212717)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Ramp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Anvil Group<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 20/20<strong>AC</strong>: 15<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Mage Armor<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>: 3/4 | 2/2<br/><hr/><br/>For a moment he did his best to shut out the sights and sounds filtering through from Tami, which wasn't too difficult, since she was simply making her way to the wall.  The light-hearted glimmer in his eye hardened to a cold, crystal shine s his gaze came to settle upon the imperious feline.  Softly, with a matter-of-fact tone that was as different from his usual joviality as a blade from a feather, he addressed her comments toward his Guardians.  "If you can not speak to my protectors with a civil tongue, your ladyship, then do not address them at all.  I don't give a single flying fuck in the wind who you<em>think</em>you are, or what measure of respect you believe you are owed.  I'll not have my Guardians treated as such, understood?"<br/><br/>He kept his eyes leveled at her a moment longer, then closed them to allow his senses to be fully with Tami as she reached the wall.  Apparently the Dame's response was of little concern to him, at least in this moment.  They had more important things to focus on, namely the things he could see through his clever foxling's eyes.