<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/>"I got loads of people, Mana," Wilder replied.   "But you are right.  It will be dangerous.  That's precisely why I wanted you to come along."  That was not quite right.  Wilder imagined pawing Mana's firm buttocks as he fucked her from behind.  Incidentally, Wilder also imagined doing the same to Kumina.  He stared at the two for a moment and a rather satisfying thought crossed his mind.  He was deep of a naughty dream when he asked Mana apropos to nothing:  "How flexible are you?"<br/><br/>Then, Wilder snapped out of it and said,  "Ah, nevermind.  We will be joined shortly by some others.  I should get things ready for their arrival."<br/><br/>He climbed onto the table and rolled over the surface to get to the other side.  There, he began to retrieve several things from a duffel.  First, a small wooden chest, as big as a book, which he laid carefully upon the table.  Second, a thin, tall paper box, which he placed next to the chest.  Third, a leather scroll case.  Fourth, four moleskin notebooks.  Fifth, and finally, a small ceramic box that was scarcely larger than a fist.<br/><br/>He sat and began to organize the items into five neat piles.