<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/19/0c/44/190c4491fe403405d8274aa180d9e0f0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Hadrhune al-Bashir</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331477.msg15833611#msg15833611)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>94 / 94<strong>AC:</strong>25<strong>Flat-Footed:</strong>17<strong>Touch:</strong>21<strong>CMD:</strong>30<br/><strong>Active Spell Effects</strong>:<em>mage armor</em>,<em>overland flight</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"As you desire, beloved."</strong>Alaya knew her right hand man well enough to understand that a lifetime of service to her had not taught him any inclination to hold much of anything back for himself when he perceived an equal need in others... while his eidolon partner was given to excessive indulgence. They balanced one another out, the summoner reigning in Tetsu's outrageous appetites... and, when he slipped into the eidolon's skin using magic, Hadrhune seemed to find it easier to express and prioritize his own needs than in his own native form... though, of course, the ifrit princess' own hedonistic lifestyle had rubbed off on her oldest and closest confidant in more ways than one. Standing side by side, he and Alaya almost seemed to heighten and play off one another – next to him, she seemed all the more sunny and radiant – and beside her, he seemed like the soothing shade of an oasis.<br/><br/>By now the half-elf and the ifrit had indulged in enough threesomes that her cohort didn't even blink an eye at the suggestion of a ménage à trois. If anything, the summoner's lips curved a little, a bit of a glint in his eyes as they moved from Ayala to Harlo and back again.<strong>"Well, if we seem to be struggling, perhaps I'll invite Tetsu,"</strong>he murmured. More than once, she'd called on him to bring his eidolon into the bedroom so they could sate her lusts together, sometimes in two bodies, sometimes with Hadrhune donning the flesh of his eidolon using magic. Really, the only question was whether the dashing Harlo would feel finding himself in a bedroom with the lovely ifrit... and a musclebound brute the size of one of the trolgres.<br/><br/><strong>"Is there anyone you would like to see in attendance, other than the usual suspects?"</strong>There were, after all, some unfamiliar faces among those who had fought for Shadowspire – the elven archer and the Sarenite priestess, for instance.<br/><br/>While he reserved what he knew were Ayala's favorites for her, and, on her orders, one of his favorites for himself, he moved among the crowd, offering some of the baked goods to Akari, Ardar, Darian, Kaname, and N'Dara. As he did, he extended Alaya's invitation as well.<strong>"Her Royal Highness, Princess Alaya extends an invitation to you for company, entertainment, and refreshment at her chateau."</strong>While he didn't have anything approaching even a morsel for a figure of Nevine's stature, the cordial invitation was extended to the tiefling as well, as were any others Ayala had indicated to him.