<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTad7zLVX8tNzLoHX1MAR0HeyaueYGSFCtAxXvbiPwdNOW57oPRxQ)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Kalem Allbright</span></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1863442)<br/><br/>It took a moment, but Kalem finally saw the opportunity he had been waiting for.  If he could ply Velkyn with alcoholic drinks, bedding her would be a breeze.  All he had to do was convince Rhea to make an alcoholic beverage that tasted fruity.  He sort of grimaced, since mead was pretty sweet as it was, and he struggled to understand why Velkyn would want something that tasted like strawberries.  Just eat strawberries, Velkyn.<br/><br/>But he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.<br/><br/>"Rhea!  Buddy.  Pal!" he hollered as he scrambled ably over the counter.   "Did I tell you how good you looked?"<br/><br/>Kalem approached Rhea smiling like a jackass.