Tolerates smokers… I'm not touching that shit again, anyway.
"You like the smell of the ocean?" I looked at the wizard.
"I grew up in a port city, of course I like it." she smiled.
"What's this about being underwater, then?" I looked her in the eye.
"My mother is an asshole. We went to the beach and she threw me to the ocean when I was three years old." she sighed. "Large bodies of water are a little scary since then."
"That's pretty mean." I bit my lips to avoid laughing.
I looked at the other form next.
Name: Bromisnar Bahadh
Species: Satyr (Khlyp)
Gender: Male
Age: 176
Likes: Music. Poems. Yinka Plavas' works. Fine wine.
Dislikes: High percentage alcohol. People touching my horns. Unfounded rumors.
I tolerate: Uncultured people.
Offspring: None.
Interested in: 70% Men. 30% Women. Would accompany any party.
Languages: Kator. Common. Twisted Verse.
My motivations are: Meeting Yinka Plavas. Writing a poem worthy of Saravia.
Hobbies: Playing the Lute. Writing Poems.
