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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">Bar time Sexy time? I'll stick around for it!<br/>
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And Arouland, I know how you feel.<br/>
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<b>Name:</b> Lin Jian An (Peacefinder)<br/>
<b>Race:</b> Pandaren<br/>
<b>Age:</b> 21 (in comparison with humans)<br/>
<b>Occupation:</b> Spear-fighting Warrior<br/>
<b>Description:</b> Lin doesn't really look much different than your average Pandaren, black eye patches, and a mixture of black and white fur covering him from head to toe. However, unlike most Pandaren, he appears to be among a suitable physique for your average warrior. Standing tall at 5'9", he packs more muscle than belly fat, and he is usually caught wearing the <a class="externalLink" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/28/Zhiju.svg/599px-Zhiju.svg.png" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">traditional formal wear</a> that look like they came back from his birthplace, The Wandering Isle. His black hair stays neatly tied up in a bun, though if it were to be undone, it would go down as far as his shoulders.<br/>
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He tends to use his spear as a walking stick for most occasions. His spear definitely looks like it was given much care in maintenance, as it always remained polished. Other features to take note of is that a red roll of silk hangs off of the front.</div>
</div><br/>Lin took some time to run a short errand for a goblin delivery cart who occasionally supplied the Shady Rest Inn. With the ongoing fear of Quillboar or Burning Blade raids along the Gold Road, they always need suitable caravan guards for the new shipment of alcohol coming in every now and then. The front door opened and in walks the pandaren with a barrel of the signature Shady Rest Ale under his right arm.<br/><br/>Lin waves to Walter with his left hand, and notions that the cargo had just arrived. Walter would then call upon his felguards to take over from here to prevent anybody from getting into the basement and catching whiff of what really was happening down there. Not that they cared anyways, because after this company had finished their delivery, they would stick around for a cold round and keep their eyes on Ophidia every now and then.<br/><br/>Once that was done, the caravan company would order their round, drink til they dropped in stupors, and do it all again next week. Lin avoided the alcohol because he needed to make sure everyone managed to wake up for tomorrow's delivery and of course, this means he won't be headed anywhere anytime soon. So he would allow the demoness, Ophidia to guide him to a seat. After being settled at a table close to Ana, Grundle, and Bliss, he simply sits back and rocks in his chair comfortably.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>