<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Cc5bb1492c78c35b898faf972c4fe976.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Kotone (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1RvgMqFGQx_to-QR3ZXClrygvR2xTTPMalmODNRWqqjI/edit)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">AC:</span></strong>17<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">HP:</span></strong>70/70<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">EFFECTS:</span></strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">PERCEPTION:</span></strong>d20+10<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong><br/><hr/><br/>Kotone was an exotic beauty--one of the few humans on this continent with strong heritage from the distant land of Tian Xia.  She had fair, creamy skin, puffy pink lips, and almost shaped eyes.  Those eyes were a deep, liquid black--almost crystalline.  They could be compelling when they looked at you with a smile--almost hypnotic.  Curently, with a single contemptuous glare they cut Corvus Macatulum like obsidian blades.  "If the bleachlings have been following us in hopes of stragglers for their cookpots, Corvus, we needed to know this to make sure there were no stragglers."<br/><br/>The full lipped girl scowled.  Her straight raven tresses currently held in pigtails by red ribbons.  Kotone was not quite twenty and the her hairstyles usually made her look younger.  Not too much younger, though.  Kotone stood tall as many men.  Dressed comfortably right now, she wore a silk belt from which her katana hung in it's scabbard.  A silky red skirt with gold embroidery fell from there, open most of the way up the right hip.  Sandals wrapped up her calves.  She wore a little jewelry, a rifle in a case, and heavy, clean white bandages that held her generous bosom tight and high against her chest.  A tight tummy was bare.<br/><br/>Urd's words calmed Kotone's cold wrath.  The smile returned to her rich pink lips.  "I'd like you to stand watch with me tonight, Urd."<br/><br/>She looked around at her companions, then to the head of the Varisian caravan, "Celestina, I think my company should watch all night tonight, armed and ready.  Let these savages see that we don't drop our guard.  If that doesn't dissuade them, we'll send them packing with steel and gunsmoke.  It will mean sleeping in the wagon come the dawn."<br/><br/>Then she glared at Corvus again.  "That means we'll be counting on your vigilance tomorrow, Corvus.  There's worse things out there than coyotes.  I've seen a little of what you're capable of.  You can handle worse than coyotes.  Don't disappoint me."