<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dZPI7u2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zelthos<br/><strong>HP:</strong>3/19 |<strong>AC:</strong>17 |<strong>Temporary HP:</strong>11/13<br/><strong>Spell Slots:</strong>1st level: 0<br/><strong>Spell-Like Abilities:</strong>7/8 Summon Monster I (Standard Action)<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Eidolon Form<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ming, Khan<br/><hr/><br/>Hmph. This was definitely starting to go to far. He had thought constant disapproving glares would be enough, but clearly, not everyone had an education and upbringing as strict as his... which was probably a good thing, considering, but it meant he had to be more direct. This brawler didn't seem to be a bad person, but he still needed a stern talking to. As the beautiful young woman went up to the lock to undo it, he casually put a clawed hand on Khan's shoulder, careful to retract them as best as he could. Being 'casual' was surprisingly hard when you were a nearly seven feet tall green bug-man currently, as he noticed once more. Didn't help that they were all still expecting another fight soon.<br/><br/>"Khan, I believe you're not exactly acting like any good man should." Zelthos said, not accusatory, but with a lowered voice so the others wouldn't necessarily overhear it. He doubted his raspy double-voice could really achieve that effect too well, especially with Ming being literally right in front of the two fighters, but it was worth a try to not embarrass anyone. "We all barely know each other, and we'll need to rely on each other. Please, try not to make them feel uncomfortable, alright?"<br/><br/>In his heart, the dhampir really thought his words would probably work. After all, any upstanding being would think so, right? Ah, the joys of being probably the most sheltered being in their entire rag-tag escapee group.