<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/be/31/7d/be317d04650c159e24fe4275c1f3cd7b.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Taran Wulftarn</strong></span></span><hr/><br/>Seeing as Taran is leaning against the bar, there was no lap for Vannalys to seat herself upon. If she wanted to press her rear against him though, he didn't complain.<strong>"Food is easy to come by; water's what will do you in if you don't plan for it."</strong>He looked at the collection of them.<strong>"Surely one of you sorcerers can conjure the stuff, though."</strong>Speaking of drinking, he lifts the heavy stein to his lips and takes a good gulp.<strong>"I agree, morning is best. That way everyone is fresh, and we can get lots of road behind us."</strong><br/><br/>He chuckled a bit at Neeral.<strong>"I know you don't take up much room in bed, but you fidget <em>so much</em>. It's like having a little earthquake under the covers." </strong>