<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Methu the Imbiber</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283007.msg13921897#msg13921897)</div>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4d/Methu_01.jpg/404px-Methu_01.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP:</strong> 366/366 (+30 THP) <br/><strong>AC:</strong>47 <strong>Ini:</strong>+33<br/><strong>Spot</strong>+59, <strong>Listen</strong>+57<br/>Daily Buffs<br/>Darkvision, True Seeing, Mind Blank</div></div></div></div>Methu gave a nod and a chuckle at Ungrath's response. He wasn't especially seeking to be noncommittal, it just didn't seem like the time for such a personal arrangement. He turned to watch the others as they reminisced and commented on how they had changed. Barnabas' emotions and his own about the rest of the group weren't so easily married. He held them no ill will, but he preferred the 'now' versus the past. Things with Methu were clearer, they were easier. Barnabas was tortured, pathetic, and lucky in comparison.<br/><br/>Methu let his head loll back in boredom and frustration, speaking out loud to nobody in particular, "Were there always so many of us? I don't remember the room ever feeling so crowded." He pulled his head upright again at Muramasa's suggestion, as if it took some effort to force him into the moment, "Is this true? Is there some other artifact to pursue? Perhaps<em>anything</em>to do except be held hostage and made to watch Echidna birth more children?"