<div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/Sx8p1qwx/images-95.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Davriel Nox<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Eldritch Knight</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>31<br/><strong>AC:</strong>12<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>4<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Bah, forget him."</strong>Davriel told Milena in disgust. He didn't have any intentions of playing nice with Mouser. Indeed, if he came across him somewhere with less eyes... he'd be lucky to escape a shallow grave.<br/><br/><strong>"Putting the pirate issue aside for a moment... and the princess thing..." </strong>He glanced at Ithika. He didn't entirely follow what the drow was trying to say but  it probably wasn't important. He accent was just attrocious.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm thinking we should head out and pay a visit to a couple of these homsteads that Stryker has marked out for us. Shouldn't take more than a week or two to do the rounds, and we'll probably learn more from those folk than anyone round here."</strong>