(new character<br/>name: Izzy<br/>Race: Gnome<br/>Class: Frost mage<br/>Age: 60 ( around 20 in humanyears)<br/><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><br/>
"Seems quite obvious, it's not likely to meet a sin'dorei within the walls of stormwind."</span><br/><br/>A little gnome with stark blue eyes and an ice-cold stare blinks out of the shadowy corners between two houses. She appears with blue lights out of thin airs, the residu from where she blinked from still visibly shining trough the dark shadows of the night. Tugging softly on her azure-blue hair, braided into two loops behind her head she looks up to the young sin'dorei with quite the serious look in her eyes.<br/><br/><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"You are at least intellegent enough not to mingle with the drunks and dazed on the streets, it would have surely ended in your head being chopped off. Member of the alliance or not."</span><br/><br/>Only her eyes were visible, filled with curiousity and devious intellegence, the rest of her face hidden inside of a white hood only her loops of hair sliding out in the back. She moved her white gloved hands in the air while she spoke to the two, kicking softly at the waking gnome on the ground that seemed to be interested in licking her sandals. Not that she should blame him, her toes looked quite delicious with the silver-blue nailpolish on them.<br/><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><br/>
"A rogue and a sin'dorei, the one who was giving out the permission to allow you within the walls of the alliance must have been drunk that day... Or a dwarf.. Which comes down to the same thing actually.."</span>She muttered those last words to herself, lost in her own thoughts before she shook her head and returned her blue twinkling eyes back upon the tall elf.<br/><br/><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"Oh.. and as for you.." She looked at the horned lady, "Would you be so kind not to kick the male parts of my race? It doesn't do them any good, and hooves are quite painfull.. Just as painfull as frostbites in your tail.."</span>She gazed upon the beauty of the dreanei, smirking devillish as she lingered her eyes for just to long on the lady's tail, creating some ice-cold popsicles between her fingers while she speaks.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>