The warpriest thinks to herself as she sees all the vines and thorns approaching the city, "If only I knew a good druid or shaman to hasten their encroachment on the city...or at least, to divert it to the arena."  She thinks to herself, and as she's doing so, she passes by some guards she hadn't really been paying much attention to...after all, she<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">IS</span></span>a champion of the arena, though her current clothing is a lot more flashy than what she had been wearing and definitely better-fitting, with it emphasizing the curves she'd cultivated from one of the faux-horses.  Inquiring about what they're discussing about missing children, she'll also add in an offhand manner if they could tell her where to find the Tipsy Unicorn and also where she'd need to go to set up her armor business in this town, thinking if they stay long enough, she can net a few extra coins.  Not that she was in desperate need for coin, but she did enjoy forging, and getting some money to buy the ore for it allowed her to do it more often.  After receiving this information, she'll make her way to the Tipsy Unicorn, and briefly bumps into Brelia for a second, before seeing her having her own business to attend to with some child, and enters the tavern, where she spots Kay, Nilia, Jon, and Lensea.  Before she grabs a drink, she'll talk to Nilia a little bit about armor, saying, "It takes a lot more time to craft a breastplate and offers the same protection as a chainmail, like I'm wearing.<br/>If you want to wait though, I could probably have one done in fairly short order...otherwise it's not very cheap despite our arena gold."  After saying this, she moves over to the bar to order up a drink.  Despite Jon already being nearly falling-over drunk, Irice has more confidence in her ability to hold her drink, but when she orders her drink, she holds up a finger to the orc bartender before reaching over to grab the mug that bartender is about to pour into and wiping it out more thoroughly, before motioning for her to continue.  Downing her first drink, she taps on the mug for another before turning to Lensea, and telling her, "Hold my beer."  As she's talking, she's undoing the straps on her pack where her anvil and other smithing gear is strapped on, allowing them to drop to the ground with a heavy<span style="font-weight: bold">CLANK</span>sound,then stretches slightly and approaches the wrestling people herself, in order to participate.  She's not a huge fan of wrestling, but she's somewhat certain in her skills, especially being because she's so small, it would be easy to underestimate her.<br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/653147">http://orokos.com/roll/653147</a>m(( Got a 20 on my persuasion ))m<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/653307">http://orokos.com/roll/653307</a>m(( Rolled fortitude for the beer, and got 15 for it. ))  (( I'm going to guess that a CMB roll for wrestling is in order if she takes part? ))