<div class="floatright">(http://data3.whicdn.com/images/35065896/large.jpg)</div><strong>Character: </strong>Myrr Cloudstrider<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Training Arena<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mr. Manticore, Kyoko<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Combat Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 49/49 <strong>AC</strong> 30 (Touch 21, Flatfooted 20)<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +12, <strong>Ref</strong> +13, <strong>Will</strong> +15<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +13<br/><strong>Active effects:</strong> Mage Armor, Shield<br/><strong>Lay on Hands</strong> (6/day left)<br/><strong>Sorcerer Spells</strong> 1st level: 5/7 left<br/><strong>Oracle Spells</strong> 1st level: 5/5 left<br/></div></div><hr/>At the kitsune's words, Myrr simply glanced at her for a moment. There was no annoyance in his gaze, no anger, no incredulity whatseover. There was only... pity. Yes, pity could be seen through his gaze for the unfortunate creature who felt the need to taunt him to shore up her own weakness, her own lack of confidence in herself. It was a shame that she couldn't be strong within herself, enough where she didn't need to taunt others, where she could learn to rely on herself and not have to always depend on blaming others for her mistakes and weaknesses. Still, it was not his place to teach her better. He was about to turn back and continue the conversation with the pretty girl outside the cage when the back of his shirt swelled, gaining shape and rustling with movement, and a moment later a small bird popped its head out from the back of his shirt where his neck met his back.<br/><br/>The bird opened its mouth and suddenly a voice came from its tiny beak, the tone strangely proper-sounding despite its source. "What a contemptuous little creature. Lacking a vocabulary, she immediataely retreats to taunts and puerile insults. How very childish," the tiny bird dismisses the kitsune haughtily. "Now, now, Lila," Myrr turns his neck and looks at the bird behind him. "People are going to do their own thing. It's not our job here to fix others. They need to learn for themselves or they'll stay stuck in whatever rut they're in," he says soothingly. "I suppose you're right," the bird ruffles its feathers, a little mollified. "Still, you should have gotten together with that Quinn girl from before. I liked her," she answers mischeviously, her eyes shining. "Very, very pretty. I bet she's a sorceress of some power--or perhaps a summoner. You immediately pick people like them out." She turns her eye back to the kitsune. "Not like certain people, who are plain and drab in comparison. Like a female duck." "Lila!" Myrr exclaims chidingly, eyes widening in disbelief at the thrush's audacity. "You can't talk that way about people!" "Hmmph," she replies. "Well, it's true and you know it. I bet she's just as boring too, stuck in her own little world, self-entitled and arrogant of anything and anyone who's of no use to her." "Be that as it may," Myrr sighs, closing his eyes for a moment to rid himself of the threat of a headache from conversing with the small creature, "it's not for you or for me to judge others. Their actions, and the consequences of those actions will tell in the end." "Yes... I'm sure she's simply encompassed by people she's helped and who support her. Definitely won't end up alone and unloved in a few years time once what very little beauty she has withers away and she is of no more use for other people. Why, I doubt she even understands the meaning of the word 'honor' with the way she taunted you and tried to get you to do her dirty work for her!" "Enough," Myrr replies, steel now apparent in his voice. "Enough. Silence for now, Lila. We will have words later," he promises her, shooting her a look. "Fine. Fine, I said! Jeez," she muttered something under her breath and popped back beneath Myrr's shirt, which quickly flattened itself once more to show off the strong, lean muscles of his scapula once more.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Myrr turned back to the brunette he had been speaking with previously. "So, where were we--ow," he looked down and saw one of the spines from the manticore's tail, almost having forgotten he was there. "Listen," he turned to it. "You're stuck in this cage with two people who are going to do their best to kill you. Now, you have very little chance of making it out of here alive, but two attacking you at once is going to minimize your odds entirely. Plus, it's just not honorable to attack someone who should be a worthy opponent, rather than an overwhelming one two-on-one, especially when you're entirely denied the ability to fly," he says sympathetically. "The ... badger-girl here," he makes a mild gesture at the kitsune, having never seen one of her kind before and being unable to identify her actual race. "Fox girl, dolt!" a voice comes from behind his shirt, "Thank you, Lila." he says with the sigh of one having to put up with things for far too long. "The fox-girl here wishes to have a go at you. I have no problem with that. But it wouldn't be fair to you to go two-on-one, not when you're already handicapped. Plus, even if you kill either of us, it's not like it's going to be permanent, so there's no real danger in it for us. That said, I want a good, clean, honorable fight. No tricks, no traps, one on one. I'll allow you two to duke it out, and if you're willing not to attack me until after your fight is finished, I'll even heal you fully before fighting you myself so it's a fair, honorable fight." He touched his own chest, pulling out the spine and suddenly his hand glowed softly, and the flesh healed as though there had never been a mark there. "How does that sound?" he asks pleasantly before turning back to the girl outside the cage. "Now, like I was saying..." he grins to her, continuing to flirt lightlt, touching her hands through the cage and smiling in a charming manner.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Swift action: Lay on Hands: 6 HP healed (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4517022/)<br/>Standard action: Total defense (+4 to AC)<br/>Diplomacy check: 26 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4517023/) (if applicable)</div></div>