<div class="floatleft">(http://oi46.tinypic.com/6dv6tw.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Melda'Paio</strong></span><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Class<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Na'ima, Nys, and Ellen<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Nice to know there's a man who knows his way around locks. The old bat's threatened to lock me in a chastity belt a few times."</strong>Mel said, setting aside the tools. Really, she wasn't any sort for handling lockpicks. Leave that to the rogues and mechanics.<br/><br/>Having grown up while living atop a dungeon, the thought of entering a new one was exciting for Melda. She wondered what sort of monsters would be down there. Maybe some like her mother kept locked away.... nah. It was doubtful that those sorts of monsters would be around.<br/><br/>She returned Ellen's look with a half-cocky grin, a hand on the pommel of her scimitar (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=47690). Her ear twitched as Nys spoke, and she looked towards him.<strong>"Oh? I think I might have to start screaming about spiders then.... But I bet you wouldn't live up to your threat either way."</strong>Mel taunted, giving Nys a teasing grin and shooting a wink towards Na'ima.