<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/lB240Kg.jpg?1)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Penn Teegan</strong></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>26<strong>AC:</strong>19<strong>Passive Senses:</strong>18<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=222317)<br/><hr/>Giving a soft laugh at Anafa's efforts, Penn raises her mug and takes a long drink.  Had she been successful, perhaps, Penn would have enjoyed the show.  She lifts her hand at her Sisters, crossing her long legs on the bench beside her, and extends her arm along the back rail to lounge, admiringly, at the comfort of goodwill and pleasures of drink and the flesh.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>OOC:</strong>