<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xkmqqmP.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Sarek</span></strong>(http://link to the post with your character's sheet)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>30/30;<strong>AC</strong>12;<strong>Initiative:</strong>+2;<strong>Saves:</strong>Str +0, Dex +2, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +1, Cha +8<br/><strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision 120;<strong>Passive Perception</strong>10,<strong>Passive Insight</strong>11,<strong>Passive Investigation</strong>10<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>n/a<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Basically everyone at this point<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Sarek flashed a grin at Wynne. "I would assume no grudges, considering where we are," he said with a chuckle, taking a long sip of his wine, "After all, she's putting you within arm's reach, so I can only assume.." After all, if she thought Sarek was a danger, surely she wouldn't put him in a group, going off into dangerous territory, with her son.<br/><br/>A glanced towards Victory next, one eyebrow arched. "Mastery of magic?" he asked, "Ambitious, indeed, and then some. But then again, there are few among us without similar goals, I think. The real question is just how close to them will we get?"<br/><br/>Darc's answer, however, drew the attention of Sarek and he glanced towards the man, leaning forward onto the table a bit. "Your magic wanted you to be?" he asked, "Was there an omen of some sort? Something else? Now I'm quite curious.." They all seemed to have a different way of getting here, sometimes some similar goals, but they were certainly all quite different in the actual manner of joining.<br/><br/>He glanced out to the dance floor, seeing one of their number out there having a good time at least, but Sarek wasn't interested at the moment. Dancing could be fun, but it was not a great way to get to know people, and for now he wished to find out exactly who it was that he'd be spending most of his time with for the foreseeable future.<br/><br/>The flexed green arm at the table got a small eyeroll from the man, but he glanced at it nonetheless and smirked a bit as another sip of wine found its way to his lips.<br/><br/>"I suppose there will be plenty of time for business," he said to no one in particular, "But I'm awfully curious about why she chose each of us and what we.. bring to the table, so to speak. I shall have to just live in suspense and just enjoy the company for now, hmm?"