TAMERAN HAS JOINED THE PARTY AS A GUEST/CRASHER

Name: Tameran Silverclaw   Sex: Male   Physical Age: 18   True Age: 35
Also Goes By: TamTam, Rutae, Hanus, "The Mad Wizard", The man with the 
shrewish dragon-lady at his side
Height: 6'1"        Weight: 155 lbs.     Eyes: Silver  Hair: Brown

Primary Goal(s):
- Master the art of Sorcery
- Learn the all-encompassing spell "Dragon Slave"
- Rid himself of the mind-altering, soul sucking, ice wench of a family 
  heirloom, his sword.
- Settle down in a loving home.

Secondary Goal(s):
- Blow stuff up.
- Slay powerful dragons.
- Blow more stuff up.
- Erase the "Tim" Sindrome placed on his kind.
- Blow Tim up.

Strengths/Abilities:
- Wisdom
- Prowess with a blade
- Prowess with a really big stick (all of you, watch where your mind goes, 
  or not, I really don't care, it leaves more to the imagination)
- Resistance to Pain (again, where your mind goes, it is up to the user)
- A large selection of magic ready for the use.
- High threshold to sensual stimulation.
- Can hear the words, "What do you want?" and not go berzerk.
- Well Traveled.
- Speaks twelve languages fluently.
- Knows his P's from his Q's.
- A sick sense of humor.

Weaknesses/Quirks:
- Lust for the female form.
- Lust for power.
- Likes to blow things up.
- Masochistic.
- Likes the taste and sight of blood.
- Dance music can be used as a lure.
- Can't pass up a good wine.

Likes:
- Wine
- Women
- Song
- (Above in no particular order of preference)
- Power
- Pain
- Pleasure
- Bright explosions

Dislikes:
- Kink (beyond receiving pain that is)
- Dragons
- Stupidity
- Weakness
- Hautyness (other than his own of course)
- Being Alone.

Background:  Doesn't really remember his background... his mind was wiped 
clean upon achieving immortality through the font of everlasting time and 
space.  All he knows is the primal urges and those feelings that can't be 
surpressed even by amnesia.

Fellow Authors, please ask me before you:
- impregnate me (I know what all of you are saying "but he is a guy", well I 
  have seen it happen and let me tell you, it ain't pretty there guys...
  that little eight pound basketball shooting out that little hole... I'll
  just leave it at that)
- kill me (you will find that you can't so you may as well ask first and 
  save you a whole mess of time)
- Publish naughty pictures of me on the web
- Change my music station
- Take my blood
- Take my women
- Drink my wine
- Even think about touching my Xelloss plush.

Fellow Authors, please do not:
- Insult the attatched dragon lady, she will kill you
- Dispel any of my magic
- Mess with my friends