<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTad7zLVX8tNzLoHX1MAR0HeyaueYGSFCtAxXvbiPwdNOW57oPRxQ)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Kalem Allbright</span></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1863442)<br/><br/>"We have pots," Kalem replied, a bit angrily.   "We have tons of pots!"  But they were all being used, of course.  And the one that was left was a bit dirty.<br/><br/>But alas, he didn't need a pot.  Of course Rhea had a tea kettle.  Kalem swiped it, filled it with water, and threw it on top of stove.  This part he understood.  Anyone, even an idiot like him, could boil water.  He had rum, right?  Yes, he did.  He snatched a bottle of rum from one of the shelves and set it on the counter.  Did he have honey?  Well, he had mead, but he didn't have honey.  He thought that mead would do in a crunch.  And what greater crunch is there than that between a man and a really attractive woman?  He grabbed the mead, which was just fermented honey.  What else did Rhea say?  She had said so many things that he had found it difficult to remember the important things.<br/><br/>He didn't have ice, and he wondered why anyone would want ice in their drink when so much sawdust was involved.<br/><br/>Now... it was just time to wait for the water to boil.