<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/8c3613edc2efe7d94aeb43f234ff3d0988a626ff_hq.jpg)</div><strong>Teslo Ran</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2303053)<br/><br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>74 / 74<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 21 (Flat Footed 20)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 20<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 16<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Chocolate brown cloak with the hood down revealing a bald head, tan head, black horns, and zabrack traditional tattoos.  Young features, haunted eyes, full lips.  The cloak is fine and clean, with epulettes exaggerating the shoulders.  The broche is a copper and gold university seal.  Plain brown duffel bag.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Speakeasy Introduction<br/><hr/><br/>Teslo smirked as he strode down the hall.  Some of the working girls were easy on the eyes, but even with most of the girls in his accidentally assembled company wearing far less revealing things, he figured they were much better eye candy--and hopefully potentially longer term companions too.<br/><br/>The Zabrak went a little green around the gills, but not only did he grab the brush but even kept his jovial smile—albiet in a paler face.  “I didn't bring my gas mask, Bass.  These working conditions need some peer review.”<br/><br/>Still, he stepped through the door and glanced around.<em>It's...  not as bad as the Swamps of Giligheam, but I had my helmet on on Giligheam!</em>He looked for sign of any cues to take to get off planet, but he didn't hesitate to process the best scrub down procedure and start cleaning.”