Aundair le regarda et sourit. "C'est quelque chose que je peux boire." Il leva son verre "A des amis, anciens et nouveaux. Aux gens que nous n'oublierons pas et aux nuits que nous ne nous souviendrons jamais." Il a fini son verre et l'a posé. Il a fait un geste pour venir. "Hé Jim, nous avons tous eu une nuit difficile, et seigneur sait que je suis un homme riche. Réjouissons-nous un peu. Tant que je suis ici, tous les verres sont sur moi." Il regarda en arrière l'homme assis à côté de lui. "Nom est Aundair." "Qu'est-ce que tu as?"
Name: Aundair Ivellos
Age: 22
Social Class: Technocrat
Employment: Surgeon
Skills and abilities: Skilled surgeon and doctor, Dueling training
Equipment: Carries a basic medical kit and a rapier on his hip
General Back Story: Graduating top of his class, this handsome surgeon is a bit of a rebel. During his college years he got into a fair share of mischievous activities and has a bit of a reputation with the ladies. A fancy man with soft heart he loves to attend balls and bars the same.
Appearance: Tall, dark, and handsome, he is a jolly fellow and is rarely seen without a smile on his face. Jet black hair short on the sides but long on the the top and bright grey eyes make up his face. Typically he wears an ornate leather vest paired with a dark gray overcoat with long coattails and a brown tophat