<div class="floatleft">(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y335/SheerFantasia/KyrasIllian2_zpsa742faa8.jpg?t=1406017781)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">KYRAS ILLIAN</span></strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Class:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">Oracle of Winds 6 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=953933)</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong>The Slaughtered Prince (main room)</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Group</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>"Indeed, 'twould probably be a poor way to begin the day - though I cannot speak on behalf master Darcoli who seems to be of merrier disposition than most."  Kyras drained the last of his cup and set it down.  "Do forgive if there was implication that it should be our suggested course of action for tonight, though I must admit I wonder at how you might be if circumstances ever prove otherwise!" Kyras gave a light-hearted laugh at this as though images were already dancing across his mind, though he gave no indication as to what they were.<br/><br/>Instead, he added quietly in elven, more to himself than to any other: Though I pity the one who might try to force that circumstance upon her."<br/><br/>With a sigh, he refilled his cup before continuing in common.  Tell me Lady Alara, what would you do this evening for entertainment?  Though perhaps something other than with the bow and the arrow..."