<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/69/53/676953fdd949f342ae05c150a338c158.jpg)</div>RAYMOND WILDER | WIZARD | PL1<br/>HP: 12 | AC : 12 | Active Perception: 9<br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1910565)<br/><br/>Fu-Ming's response shocked Wilder.<br/><br/>"Han-Ming is dead?" he asked in disbelief.   "Why have I not heard of it?"<br/><br/>He took a deep breath as his eyes watered, but he did not cry.  But melancholy struck him suddenly.<br/><br/>"I can see that it is true.  You bear his polearm."  He sighed and shook his head.   "What a disaster.  Your father saved my life once, you know.  A nobler man never lived, I daresay and I'll be bound."<br/><br/>He then reclined against the back of his seat.<br/><br/>"I gladly accept your pledge, of course, but I must insist that you be compensated for your time and effort.  This here is Miss Kate, that there is Miss Kumina, and over there is Lady Mana.  Everyone, Fu-Ming is the daughter of an old friend.  Madam, I apologize for causing you any discomfort.  I am certainly very sorry to hear about your loss, but it pleases me so greatly that you answered my invitation.  Please sit and enjoy some appetizers.  We are still waiting on others to arrive."