Name: Jeza<br/>Age: 22<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Species: Human<br/>Brief description: Black waist length hair, brown eyes, tanned, a little taller than average, and just a<span style="font-style: italic">little</span>soft around the middle as is befitting a belly dancer. She often dresses in vivid colors, sheer fabrics, and with plenty of baubles in contrast of her rather plain appearance, with her favorite color being chartreuse.<br/><br/>Heaving a great sigh of relief, Jeza sat upon a fallen log to catch her breath. With the hotel just a little further she afforded herself the, possibly misguided, rest. Albeit, the entire trip was misguided. She smoothed the front of her skirt--tickling her thighs with the sheaf of gauzy green fabric and giggling about it--and stood to continue on her way. Her perseverance was rewarded with rain. "I suppose it's too late to turn back now," she sighed and continued forward in search of shelter. Tramping through the wood, clothes sticking to her curves, she shielded her brow from the drizzle before finally spying the hotel.