<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/>"I had always thought," a dwarf said, plucking at his beard,  "That the song was about becomin' a whale's snail, not a whale's nail, as you put it."<br/><br/>Koram glared at the dwarf with good intentions, and shook his head.<br/><br/>"May the devil take you, Steelshield-- everyone knows that it's a whale's nail and not a whale's snail.  What could ever be the meaning of a whale's snail?"<br/><br/>"You tell me the meaning of a whale's nail!"<br/><br/>At this, Koram could offer little response...  and it was during this exchange that he noticed Sword approach, order her drink, take a sip, and let out a series of rhymes. Koram collapsed down unto the bar when he heard her speak, and his laughter thereafter boomed.  He crawled towards Sword with his mouth agape, excited by the prospect that Sword wasn't going to be boring this evening.<br/><br/>"Sword!" Koram cried, highly amused by her antics.    "How well you rhyme!  But how do you dance?"