<div class="floatleft">(https://s33.postimg.cc/lttte4d0v/d63e776c4c52b2a4f4b8372bbd5d39ca.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Salvador</strong></span><br/><em>Not a morning person</em><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1669670) HP: 33 AC: 13.<br/><br/>By the time Salvador stumbled up to the bar, it was getting well into mid morning. He silently cursed himself for last night's excesses, of which his recollection was murky at best, as he knocked on the bench for the keep's attention.<br/><br/>"Hair of the dog," he ordered, as he fished around for some change, his attention momentarily distracted as he tried to do arithmetic with a hangover, before giving up and simply placing a fistful of silvers on the counter, "And whatever passes for breakfast round here."<br/><br/>He glanced around, looking for the others, albeit not particularly successfully, completely missing Winnie, as he scribbled away with his nose down.<br/><br/>"Say, any of my companions been in yet?"