Bloodcookie
Explorer
"Well," Hermal says, straightening to stretch his back, forcing his familiar to leap to the floor with an irritable yowl, "it has been another in a series of long days, with more likely to follow beginning on the morrow. I believe I'll retire for the evening; I want to finish perusing my copy of Lambronius Camphor's Fiends and Fauna of Lamannia before I get some shut-eye." With a parting nod to the newly assembled party, he turns and starts for his room, calling over his shoulder, "come along, Tenebrant." The ebony feline, still a bit bristled, stares after his master for just long enough to assert his independence, before he grudgingly follows.
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