<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/>The terrain slowed Teslo, and he took a knee more than once to avoid a worse--and more embarrassing--fall.  He was rugged, though, and the armor under his robes provided padding.  Making his way to the young blond, he peered into the box.  "What adorable kittens."  Teslo looked to the creature who might be their mother.  "She does look injured.  My first aid skills are weak, but I can offer a med pack for her?"