<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/Lockepick/Character%20Pictures/of_ritual_madness_and_ecstasy_by_amdhuscias-d6r0a7o_zpsvgxckqqa.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong></td><td>     </td><td>Methu, The Imbiber; Lord of Excess (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=229615.msg11272037#msg11272037)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong></td><td></td><td>Abyss #??; Fortress of the Burning Eye</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Warnings:</strong></td><td></td><td>PG (n/a)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Effects:</strong></td><td></td><td><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mind Blank + Glibness</div><div class="spoiler_body">-Mind Blank (24hrs, Immune to Mind Affecting/Divination)<br/>-Glibness (160mins, +30 to next Bluff. Fool magic truth detection.)</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Stats:</strong></td><td>     </td><td>HP:</td><td>   </td><td>352 / 352</td><td>   |   </td><td>Sp / Li / SM:</td><td>   </td><td>+53 / +51 / +38</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td><td>AC:</td><td></td><td>40 / 29 / 27</td><td>   |   </td><td>Saves:</td><td></td><td>+43 / +45 / +37</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><br/>Methu clicked his tongue towards Jerion's response, rolling his eyes so firmly that his head lolled back in a slow turn towards Atroxia, "This is rather exactly why I thought this was to be a meeting of Lords and not their rabble. If this were a party, I could laugh it off -- but now half of the<em>brigade</em>you brought with you is calling me out rather directly, Lady Atroxia. It is my infinite respect for you that I even begin to discuss this instead of simply... acting." He brought broad shoulders up in a shrug, the smile fading in a disappointed frown, like a father might give a child. It only seemed all the more stark given how much it differed from the usual smirk across his face, "Even if the pair doesn't understand the courtly politics in place amongst Lords, or of the benefits of station, I would assume you do, and it brings us both dishonor you'd allow such behavior."<br/><br/>He shook his head, "I don't come here to educate your playthings. They will apologize properly -- either because you have forced it, or because I have. Then, I would expect proper appreciation for being so kind as to accept that apology, should I choose to do so." He looked to Vholdran, a cold glance as if for a moment holding the ogre at least partially responsible, before the smile came back to his face, "Once the hostilities are over, hopefully our last invited guest will arrive."