<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/35roasb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>An-Yah (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15893851#msg15893851)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Painteno Huntress<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>A rooftop in Amberdale/after midnight/ W1D3-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peldor, Taran, OPEN<br/><br/>Tilting her head to the side she studied the pretty barbarian man closely her large eyes looking down at the man's gently stirring loincloth. Her body heated up ad her fur bristled a little, but whether it was her usual state of fright reasserting itself or something else she didn't know. Still turning to face the pretty almost naked man her ears drooped once more and she pouted looking to the side in shame. "An-Yah is my name, and An-Yah fail at first person hunt so now An-Yah must hide among persons or go back and be trapped in pleasure pen rest of her days. And she be slave to the pleasure slaves forced to clean up beds and body waste piles, An-Yah also be forced to give pleasures, but never get pleasures." He narrows shoulders slumped a little as she moved a little closer to the two men on the roof.<br/><br/>But as she shifted there was a terrifying cracking sound beneath her paws. She looked down just in time to see the roof she was squatting on crumbled and cast her into the darkness of the building's attic. She yipped in pain and panic crashing about the interior until more of the roof collapsed letting in the moonlight filling the shadowy void with soft light. It didn't immediately calm the Painteno woman down, but it did show her nothing was going to kill her. As he eyes adjusted she saw the attic was actually a fully furnished room with one bed, a couch, and a pile of old feed bags. There were also some chairs and a table, but like the bed and couch they were covered in dirty white clothes. It was unclear who owned this room once upon a time, but it was obvious no one had been up in here in decades. The dust was thick and undisturbed, not even the tracks of bugs or rodents broke up the blanket of dust. Shaking dust and bit of roof from her fur An-Yah looked up at the two men confused. "Roof break!"