(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Berianna_Brown_Face.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Beriana Brown</span></span><br/><strong>Status:</strong>Lawful Neutral Male Half-Orc Monk<br/><strong>Location:</strong><br/><strong>With:</strong>Mathle<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong><br/><br/>Like the night before, Beriana sat on a bench by himself, at or near the same spot as the previous night.  With rum in hand, he pretended to sip it until Mathle joined him.<br/><br/>When she sat beside him, he turned around on the bench so his left thigh was up against her left thigh.  With their mugs in their right hands, he gave her a toast as she worked her magic.  As she chanted, he put his left hand on her right knee, then slid it up her muscle to her hip.<br/><br/><strong>"After we finish our drinks, let's find a corner somewhere to speak in private."</strong><br/><br/>He nuzzled her neck and placed a kiss on her cheek, then took her hand to follow him to an isolated part of the deck.<br/><br/><strong>"I think it may be time to have a distraction to allow Lantis and his friends to a chance to do whatever they're doing.  Perhaps a loud game of Hog Lob will do the trick.  I don't suppose you have a spell that can give me extra strength?"</strong><br/>