<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>For the kittens!<br/><hr/><br/>"Okay..." Teslo grunted.  "That's some serious tree dwelling primate stuff."  He wiggled out the vent 'til his torso was mostly out.  "I'm going to change the rules."  Turning on his back--or at least his butt, Teslo aimed his blaster straight up and fired...<br/><br/><br/>But not the blaster part!  A dart shot up to the roof and embedded there, trailing a slender line.  He gave a few tugs to make sure it was secure, then swung out.  Working the controls on the blaster, the ascension gun lowered him to the ground.  "So, you've now got two options, everyone.  You can leap across the room from crate to crate, or you can climb down a very slender line.  Good luck."