<div class="floatleft">(https://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Barikclip.png)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Barik (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283139.msg13929702#msg13929702)</span><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>Communal buff, iirc.<br/><strong>HP:</strong>26 / 26<strong>AC:</strong>17 (T: 11, FF: 16)<strong>CMD:</strong>16<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+1<strong>Speed:</strong>40'<strong>Perception Bonus:</strong>+6<br/><hr/><br/>Barik pauses, planting his foot a little more firmly than he had planned, at being referred to as 'sweet'. Sweet?! He sniffs, carefully, at his wrist and arm, getting a snootful of his normal heavy, musky scent - probably worse than usual, because of the walking and the lack of anything to bathe with - before giving Rachel a searching look. Sweet, was it .... he rolls that around, rumbling a little, then shrugs. If she wanted to call him 'sweet', he wasn't going to argue. There was a wreck to search, and maybe a fight to get into and . . . Barik's low rumble picks up an eager note as he turns back towards the wreck and continues his course, all but purring in anticipation.