<strong>Name:</strong>Har-Vey<br/>Wounds: 0/12 - Strain: 0/13 - Soak: 2<br/><div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/ca442772-e588-42e4-9111-05972d090d0c/dchuebq-fc6aec84-6c7c-47ff-9417-a41af1658598.png/v1/fill/w_730,h_1095,q_70,strp/male_viera___final_fantasy_by_sexyloomy_dchuebq-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD00NTAwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2E0NDI3NzItZTU4OC00MmU0LTkxMTEtMDU5NzJkMDkwZDBjXC9kY2h1ZWJxLWZjNmFlYzg0LTZjN2MtNDdmZi05NDE3LWE0MWFmMTY1ODU5OC5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MzAwMCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.KEk0O4vL7vZ18qVk5iQl2zJWR7OVl9EAWFNIMH7OhG4)</div>Location: Swift Vengeance medical bay<br/>Content: Rolling up his sleeves<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tag: Open<br/>Destiny: 3 Dark 4 Light<br/><br/>Har-Vey whistled. “I didn’t know humans were so cross fertile,” he said. “I’d be more than happy to do their physicals for them.”  He paused for a moment. “Do you have many female crew members?”  If not, that might mean his new friends were going to get far more attention than they wanted.<br/><br/>He didn’t have time to dwell on the answer; Jolyn had arrived. She seemed to think it necessary to announce that she came from an impressively large family for a human. Har-Vey had twelve siblings from a single litter. He nodded to her, giving her the quick once over; he did the same to Haykriss.  Neither seemed particularly worse for wear.