((Sorry for taking a while. IRL issues))<br/><br/>Ijarra practically busted down the door with her entrance. Not that she was particularly forceful or anything. She just had that sort of presence. How many Elves took that dainty stereotype and ground the heels of their boots into it until it cried? Clad in dark green leathers supported by chain, she carried a long chain draped over her right shoulder, protruding hooked spikes. Funny thing was, despite the rough look, she wasn't that bad. Without hesitation upon coming in, she slumped onto a bar stool, waiting for service. All the while she kept an eye out, and an ear, making sure nothing weak and pitiful would come to disturb her.<br/><br/>Passive Intimidate: 15<br/>Passive Listen: 17<br/>Passive Spot: 13