<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s33.postimg.cc/lttte4d0v/d63e776c4c52b2a4f4b8372bbd5d39ca.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Salvador</strong></span><br/><em>Up to no good</em><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1669670) HP: 33 AC: 13.<br/><br/><br/>Salvador turned on Winne with a hint of annoyance.<br/><br/>"Wait... Six?! Six tonight?! Why in Cayden's name didn't you say that earlier? The hell we doing here then?" With an irritated huff, he called out to Oldret, "Hey barkeep, know of a hedge witch 'set up shop round these parts?"<br/><br/>Salvador was a regular customer of the witches. Practically his first stop, usually. Among other things, they tended to be a good source for the alchemics he needed to produce gunpowder. Medicines and poisons too. And they tended to keep their ears to the ground. All of which was useful to a guy like Salvador. Today though, he had something else in mind. His hand pressed against the small obsidian figurine concealed in a pouch. He'd swiped it a while back, and been meaning to get another opinion on it. He was pretty sure it was magical, or cursed or something. And he wasn't about to show it to Damien either, seeing as how he didn't have a real good explanation as to how it came into his possession. Better to keep it under wraps.<br/><br/>He wasted little time knocking his mug back, loathe to leave perfectly good alcohol unfinished. By the time the last two members of their band arrived, he was polishing off the dregs. He watched the pair kiss with mild resentment. Must be nice, having a reliable squeeze like that. He glanced at Koba. Couldn't say the thought hadn't crossed his mind before. The half orc was plenty enticing in her own way.<br/><br/>He broke off the train of thoughts off before his mind ran away with him. It was bad enough with Winnie doing that already. Time to be going. He rose to his feet.<br/><br/>"Morning, you two. I'll be heading out. See you round six, 'less anyone's tagging along." He shot a glance at Winnie. "Try not to drown yourself eh?"