<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>  Ready for action, but slightly tired<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 33 <strong>AC:</strong> 17<br/></span><hr/><br/>Koram parted from the circled group and returned to the inn, and then emerged carrying his entire kit, which was composed of a backpack full of adventuring equipment, a tankard of ale (for the boring parts of the travel), a set of armor and a small dog.  The dog, the only part of the duo that had attained anything resembling a good night's rest, chipped and jabbered like a happy child, and Koram was careful to keep an eye on him.<br/><br/>In response to Rengard's query, he didn't really have any questions himself, and so, he began the dirty business of putting on his greaves and shinguards.  It should be said that Koram was an inquisitive sort, but his exhaustion parted him from his six questions.  However, Koram mumbled to himself as to a few particular points of dirt and grime that had developed on his fine armor, but for the most part, kept quite a gracious attitude.<br/><br/>He complimented Senna's work, for example, stating that her work with Fallon's armor was exemplary and that he had never heard of such a thing being forged so quickly.  Furthermore, he assisted Fallon in putting on her armor, saying all the while what a fine job the artificer had done.<br/><br/>Koram did not say much else, but when addressed, simply nodded and smiled.