<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8cAki6ELeo/Vkzi0g3C3_I/AAAAAAAABIk/_joJXams6As/s1600/HalfElf-Male.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Jacen Elfsen<br/><strong>Location</strong>Don’t Fall Inn, Upper Deck<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Mara, Open<br/><strong>Content</strong>TV-PG – Mild Alchol Use<br/><strong>Current Stats</strong>AC 18, Passive Perception 14<br/><br/>Jacen gave a polite smile to Gretla as she approached, and was mortified to hear that he had attracted even more attention due to his appetite. Growing slightly red in the face he shook his head to the offer of making it on the house. "Please don't do that." he pleaded, "The food it perfectly fine. I will eat it happily." he said and started to do so, shoveling small neat bites into his mouth. Eating food you didn't want or didn't like was a vital skill for both orphans and community priests, and Jacen had learned to do so very young.