<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Info for DM</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/MiniZaynePic-1.jpg)<br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=10950)<br/>Perception: +6<br/>AC: 10 (Flat: 10, Touch: 10)<br/>Saves: F:+5, R:+1, Will:+9<br/></div></div><br/>As the feminine feline scrambled away towards the others, Zayne cleared his throat and swallowed awkwardly. There was no doubt that he found her flexibility and agility impressive, it was simply that the human man could not help but notice the compromising positions she had found herself in, or the way her body flexed and flowed as she moved. He kept his interest and arousal controlled however, and importantly, his mouth was kept from hanging agape.<br/><br/>Following her, manacles resting against his abdomen, he stopped to cover his face as the smoke blew in. Coughing a little and waving the air before him as he followed the other three into the room, he looked around. Brown eyes lit up, staring at the source of the alluring smell. Feeling his dry mouth attempt to drool as best it could, he realized he had taken a step towards the pot without being aware of it. The sorceress and monk's words jarred him out of the hunger induced trance, and he smiled in quiet thanks towards them.<br/><br/><strong>"Leaving a fire like this unattended would only ruin the entire purpose of cooking with it."</strong>he glanced to the fire and looked around the rest of the room.<strong>"It would be wrong to steal from whoever has worked so hard to set this up. All the same, it would be wise to be ready in case they are not friendly hosts."</strong>he smiled a little, and attempted to search the room, primarily for anything that could be used as a makeshift weapon, such as a club. (Perception roll, take ten: Result = 16)