[Uh.... Hi everyone. I've been talking to Praexon about joining, and he approved my character. I meant to post sooner, but fall semester recently started for me]<br/><br/>A short figure trudged through the snow, walking toward the Jolly Barbazu. Most of their figure was hidden under a light blue cloak. The rest of their attire matched the cloak, save for a silver lining on the trim.  If one tried to look at the figures face, they might notice the blonde hair on either side of their head. Closer inspection may reveal the fairer, more feminine features of their face, the bespectacled violet eyes or the dyed blue wool cap on her head. But the hardest thing to see, hidden behind her hair and under her cap, were her pointed ears. Minndrilia Libris, or "Mindy" as she had been calling herself more and more often as of late, was trying to keep her elven heritage hidden.<br/><br/>She didn't like coming to this inn. Not after the reservation error of not putting enough gold down for a room got her and her friends evicted in the middle of the night. It was also where Jilas and likely Cale had lost their lives. But she had to keep coming to try and find information, or at least some people heading out of this town that wouldn't try to make a meal out of her. Not to mention that those people who she and Cale had helped were depending on her now. The bleakness of the situation was begining to weigh down on her, and she was starting to feel helpless.<span style="font-style: italic">"I should have been a Nomad, like dad was. Then I wouldn't be stranded in this town."</span>She thought.<span style="font-style: italic">"If something doesn't change soon..."</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Don't let things get to you, Libris."</span>A voice chimed in her head.<span style="font-style: italic">"The quickest way to fail is  to just give up. "</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I know..."</span>Mindy rolled her eyes and placed her hand over her left pocket where she kept her psicrystal. While she knew the little rock meant well, and that she had made it to to provide support to her, sometimes it's blind determination got on her nerves.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Maybe today's my lucky day."</span>She thought, walking through the entrance.<br/><br/>[Diplomacy Check: 1d20+11, 11+11 = 22]<br/><br/>She reached for her coin purse and asked the imp, "Are there any available tables...Oh!" She stopped, seeing the giant of a man in front of her. "Um, pardon me. I didn't mean to cut in line there."<br/><br/>[Spending 20 gold on the first night at the Jolly Barbazu(kicked out)]<br/>[Spending 10 gold on 20 Trail Rations for herself and the refugees(more on them later)]<br/>[Spending 3 Power Points on a manifestation of Pyschoportive Shelter(Complete Psionic) done earlier in the day(I'll spend 3 more later, when I rest)]