<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.postimg.cc/sDFbrBHF/Mini-Dancer.jpg23)<br/></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Velkyn Adaris (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1862423)</span><br/><br/><strong>"Succubus? What are those? But that aside, Im not much of an connoseour of alcohols, as I hardly ever even tasted any. My father keeps saying, its not good for an girl. Beer of course, but thats no alcohol.. "</strong><br/><strong>Velkyn</strong>looked at the flask<strong>"Riddleport.. well.. why dont you give it yourself, I meen, it seems you and Kalem know each other beforehand and there seemed to be some... disagreement.. to say the least?"</strong><br/><br/>She could not keep her curiosity in check, as this... tiefling.. even quite humanoid in shape, seems wierd in some fundamental way, like it was made differently, like her father always said.<em>'If its build bad, it will ruin ya day.. maybe not today, but oneday.'</em>And this woman, seemed off somehow.<strong>Velkyn</strong>had met and even befriended other folks, elfs, dwarfs and even an orc, so she were no spring chicken when it came to different races, but planar origins was new to her.