<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>Anette, Hannah<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/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=204676.msg10084491#msg10084491">Quote from: who149 on 06-06-2014, 02:03:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Meanwhile, being affected by the splash, Myrr himself got some blood on his clothes. All while trying to make peace with the Hooded figure and scantly dressed girl. "Oh! Me and Manny here have been loving it! Manny likes to watch people fighting, a bit barbaric really." Annete says, her arm still around her boyfriend, as he still fixes his head to watch Myrr, giving a low growl as he tries to talk to him. "My entire family are performers you see. Bards! It kinda runs in the family, we all have our talents, and...Manny?" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Bards, huh? You get around much, then?" Myrr grins teasingly, referring to the fact that a lot of bards spent their lives on the move from place to place, wowing adults and children alike with their songs and stories. "It must be fascinating--you have to tell me more lat--whoa!"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=204676.msg10084491#msg10084491">Quote from: who149 on 06-06-2014, 02:03:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The cloaked figure raised his finger at Myrr, Annete holding onto his arm while trying to pull it away. "No Manny! Don't kill this one He's nice!" She shouted able to push his hand away as a Lightning bolt shot and hit one of the Training Dummies, setting it aflame. "No Manny! Go stand over there. I'll be fine. " Another low growl came from the cloaked figure as his head turned too Myrr. He moved too the wall, his robes were huge, you couldn't even see his legs. His arms dangled to his side, he was a strange person. Anette watched him as he went to the wall and leaned against it, his arms folding across his chest as he watched Myrr from afar.<br/><br/>"He...isn't very trusting. We've known each other all our lives you see" She said giggling, jumping up and down, her breast jiggling a bit. "I promise you, he's a real sweetheart, and a complete chatterbox when we're alone. But I don't see him talk to anyone else really" She said thinking for a second.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"A... sweetheart. A... chatterbox," Myrr repeats her words skeptically, voice deadpan as he watched the spot that the lightning bolt had left smoking.<em>And a dangerous psychopath, to boot,</em>came the thought in his head. "I'm sure he's great once you get to know him, but for now I'd like to know a little more about you..." he said, and moved a little closer.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=204676.msg10084491#msg10084491">Quote from: who149 on 06-06-2014, 02:03:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Anyway. You seem to have some blood on you. I worked in a bath house a few years back, so how about I wash you off" Another low growl could be heard. "Im just gonna wash him! Nothing else!" She shouted at the cloaked figure, sighing. "He can be a handful. Sorry"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Myrr grinned as she became flustered from his movement. "Mmmm. I would like that. For now just a quick rinse-off, then. Perhaps later you can give me a more... thorough washing," his grin widened, and he flirtingly winked at her in a playful way. He let her rid him of the majority of blood, though it didn't bother him all that much, before turning around and heading back towards the training mistress. "Training Mistress Hannah," he declared with a smile as he got closer. "I'm ready--what do you have for me? Perhaps another manticore? I'd also fight a basilisk if it was you asking me to, Training Mistress. Or a winter wolf, I would gladly put one down if you wished it," he said, already having forgotten about the promise of an elemental.