<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Serpent_long_hair_edition_by_memymine-d6fr1rs.jpg)</div><strong>Serge Renard: An Unlikely Mage</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class: 17<br/>Hit Points: 57 +12 (69! How Auspicious!)  <br/>DR 3/Cold Iron<br/><br/>Active Spells<br/>Arcane Sight 4 hrs<br/>False Life 4 hrs<br/>Endure Elements<br/>Mage Armor, Greater 4 hrs<br/><br/>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=687022<br/></div></div><br/>The tall, muscular mage glanced at the others as they entered, nodding his greetings and giving Sim a lascivious smile.<br/><br/>Through the reports, Serge sat quietly, only adding, “With only myself on watch outside, the arsonist was about to approach from an angle that was not under observation.  She was both skilled at evading attacks and able to withstand a considerable amount of punishment.”  He occasionally nodded his agreement of a point he was particularly confident of.<br/><br/>The giant chuckled softly as Wren flirted freely with the masked scoundrel.  His throat tightened a little bit, but he chastised himself for growing possessive.  Wren was a good friend and a passionate lover.  She would also handle a monogamous relationship about as well as he would—and they both knew it.