<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GlossHeadshot1.jpg)</div><strong>Gloss Featherstone</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314507.msg15212717#msg15212717)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Orlaq Encampment<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Tami, Lucifel, Meow, Clara | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 20/20<strong>AC</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Gloss gasped and 'swooned' back into Tami, letting his head fall to the side so that he could easily gaze up at her and flutter his long, dark lashes with an adoring expression.  "Oh, swain!  My hero hath pledged her honor to protect my fragile - and exceedingly handsome - form from the ravages of beastly combat!  My heart doth swell at your vow, o' guardian."  His eyes took on an impish glimmer as his lips twisted into a more devious grin and he sat up to lower his gaze into his lap, dropping the flowery tone.  "Wait, no...that's not my heart."<br/><br/>Grinning as the Orlaq's joined in his laughter, he turned slightly to face sideways in his seat, opening up the option for his diminutive companion to claim his lap.  His gaze followed hers and he studied the other summoners and guardian as they entered the tent, arching a brow when he noted who was joining them.  It was nearly impossible to determine how Gloss felt about someone unless he expressed his feelings openly, as he had such skillful control over his expressions at all times.  A smile formed to paint its self broadly over his features and he lifted a hand to wave to the others as they entered, then lowered the shank of meat to offer it in exchange for the wine.<br/><br/>"Remember, my dear Tami, you are drinking for the both of us...so that means you have to consume twice as much as normal.  I shall consider tonight a complete failure if I don't walk into battle tomorrow<em>still</em>somewhat inebriated.  I fight better that way, anyhow."  As if to prove his point, he downed the last of the wine in his cup and refilled it promptly.