<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/skyrim.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Freya Shieldmaiden<br/>Location: outside the Bee and Bard<br/>Time: Morning<br/>Tagging: open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She looks down in disgust at the argonian all passed out, but it seems his friends have things in hand so she just slowly shakes her head. So early and already passed out drunk, charming fella. "I think you should drag him indoors before the town guard throw him behind bars." She mumbles to his friends as they seem to try and care for him, well he seems to be in good hands so she checks again to make sure that Tadpole is being taken care off.<br/><br/>"Careful, he bites." She giggles as the horse glares at her with murder in his eyes, or at least so it seems. "Oh come on, it is more fair when they are warned." The stableboy seems to have things under control though, and as viscous Tadpole can be any thoughts of harm is quickly pushed away when warm gruel and a soft blanket appears. Freya is about to leave when she hears the magical word.. Companion... she twirls around on the spot, her long flaming hair whipping around her as she stares at them.<br/><br/>"Companion? Draugr? It seems I am in luck for once, I have been hired to act as your bodyguard .." she pauses and wrinkles her nose while taking short little breaths before sneezing loudly. "ok.. I seems to have caught a cold but that wont stop me. Freya Shieldmaiden at your service." She takes a short little bow in her armour, while most men when hearing the word shieldmaided seemed to think of some busty blonde woman in very skimpy armour she is far more practical. So her outfit is designed to actually protect more then just her breasts and crotch, and unless she is without her helmet it is even hard to tell she is a woman. No large breasts hammered out on her chestplate, of course it means her breasts are a big crushed up against her but protection is more important then comfort in her opinion.