<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/8c3613edc2efe7d94aeb43f234ff3d0988a626ff_hq.jpg)</div><strong>Teslo Ran</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2303053)<br/><br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>74 / 74<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 21 (Flat Footed 20)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 20<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 16<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Chocolate brown cloak with the hood down revealing a bald head, tan head, black horns, and zabrack traditional tattoos.  Young features, haunted eyes, full lips.  The cloak is fine and clean, with epulettes exaggerating the shoulders.  The broche is a copper and gold university seal.  Plain brown duffel bag.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>For the kittens!<br/><hr/><br/>"That's quite a bit of melodrama for a simple question, Yellow King," Teslo continued.  He strode calmly up the ramp as if every single person present weren't capable of making any of the others bleed and burn with the pull of a trigger or flex of the will.  "Quite frankly, yes," he crouched in front of the agitated adult tooka and gave her a gentle smile.  "I wouldn't say we're interested in selling ourselves.  Rather, we're offering to work for you in return for room, board, and passage to the outer rim."<br/><br/>"I don't know why you think you'd go about spacing us.  That's not very good manners, nor is it very good for business.  You'll quickly wind up with no one willing to work for you if you go around spacing your employees."<br/><br/>Weather the Tooka was relaxing or hissing, Tesslo gently presented his gauntleted hand.  His palm was up, and his hand was well bellow the Tooka's nose.  If the fuzzball was rude enough to answer such a polite gesture with by snapping at Tesslo's hand, he was going to break his teeth on durasteel.<br/><br/>"I don't think you want to space us.  I think you're a better man than that.  I also think your smarter man than that.  There's a dozen of us here.  Maybe you're an incredible fighter.  Maybe you're strong in the Force.  Maybe if you and I squared off with intent to make each other bleed, I'd quickly be face down in the gutter.<br/><br/>"I've seen a dozen men kill a Jedi master.  You can't kill a dozen capable warriors--or maybe you can, but your not sure enough about it that you'd try just to amuse yourself."<br/><br/>"So, no, Yellow King, I'm not afraid your going to space us in orbit around Coruscant.  I just want to work for my passage like the honest man I am."