<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4b/Fin1.png/1200px-Fin1.png)</div><acronym title="With-Golden-Eyes"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Fin</span></acronym><br/>Changeling Rogue 1<br/>HP: 8       Init: +3<br/>Perc: 12   Status: Normal<br/>AC: 14<acronym title="Reaction. Disadvantage to an enemy attacking you. 1/ short rest">Visage</acronym>: 1/1<br/>Location: Outside the Half-Pint Tavern<br/>Tagging: All | Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Well met, Kathina," he said with an easy smile in spite of her nervousness. "It is good to experience the world and all its diversity. On that, me and he agree!" Judging by the way his smile brightened, he didn't mind the corniness of that rhyme. It was almost cute how the human felt unnerved by the rarer races surrounding her, but more importantly, it was intriguing.<br/><br/>He was both glad and amused when Memento spoke her comment. He was starting to think she was one of those quiet people that kept their uniqueness bottled up. That was always so annoying. "Rich and crusty are not mutually exclusive; why, I knew a nobleman, who--" On second thought, maybe it wasn't best to bring up too much of his past. "Uh, nevermind."<br/><br/>And like that, Memento was off to try to talk to the guard. "It's interesting how well-guarded this place is, yes? Heavy locks and its very own watchman." That said, he decided to follow Memento's suggestion. "I'll try and get another take on our nobleman matter. Excuse me." With a departing wave, he went to follow the half-elf who was now sulking down the street.<br/><br/>During his...unwarranted following, he found a space of relative isolation and changed his shape to match the slim, pretty and tough image of a half-elf adventurer he'd met in the Griffin & Sword. Then, with an unnecessary wave of his magic cloak, he willed magically-formed clothing to fit his now smaller and thinner form--and gave said clothing a poorer look. Not dank or dingy, but extremely common.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a3/41/31/a34131cfc11700b5f45d6eff5a02168a.jpg)</div><br/>With this done,<em>she</em>jogged the rest of the way to the half-elf and, in a deliberately tired and panting voice, called, "hey!" She made a show of catching her breath once the man's attention was caught, then she brushed raven hair from her angular features and continued on in a voice that would have been melodic if her words were less curt. "Sorry for chasing you down like this, but I've had a few run-ins with that<em>bastard</em>watchman back there too. I had to know, how did he ruin<em>your</em>day?"