<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/sKxadyl.png)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Haysel Skeane (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1895771)<br/><strong>Setting:</strong>Lansite, Planet Cordovia<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Western Pump, Wellspring Tavern<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amalthea, Curra, Kye, Rosa, Senna, Syndra, Thea<br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12<strong>STAM:</strong>8/8<strong>RES:</strong>4/4<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Putting the clockwork kitty under her arm, Haysel stood to take the human's hand, "Then by all means, let us depart... goodnight ladies" giving a polite nod to those she'd be helping to pay out of her savings over the coming journey, whilst confident her father would allow the young smith a loan of several of his pack beasts. The fiery haired young woman leading the two of them through the merry gathering that occupied the Pump and up a flight of stairs to the private rooms.