<div class="floatleft">(http://www2.strategyfirst.com/downloads/wallpapers/disciples3_elven_warrior_ART_640x480.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 3.95em;">KORAM</span></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Half-Elf Knight/Marshal</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">A Disciplined Warrior from the North</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><strong>Attitude:</strong>  Getting Drunk &amp; Having Fun<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 33 <strong>AC:</strong> 17<br/></span><hr/><br/>Koram glanced at the paladin, giving her an incredulous look.  Then he shook his head and laughed.  He glanced back into the crowd, taking a sip of his ale, before setting the ale down and turning his entire attention to Fallon.<br/><br/>"Lady, if you think that you don't stoke people's tempers, then I should like to know what's in your drink.  You are absolutely exquisite, and I fall in love each and every time I see you.  Now shut up and have a good time, won't you?  It's a tavern.  Make merry, yeah?"<br/><br/>He then turned his attention to the minstrel, grinning from ear to ear.<br/><br/>"I do like this bloke; peculiar!  But devoted to his craft."