<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Jo_zpsrcv42ozu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Johanna Laurus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br/><strong>Time:</strong>the present<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Maelynn, open<br/><hr/>It was a few minutes before Johanna returned, her cheeks red, possibly from the cold, and er dressing gown and long hair drenched. And Maelynn would probably be able to notice a slight change in her scent, the usual background trace of arousal having hit a peak sometime very recently.<br/><br/>Shivering, Johanna looked around for the others who had been here, but quickly took in their absence.<br/>"Was ...was there anything you wanted to do today?" She asked Maelyn, pausing for a little sniffle and an attempt to shed some of the water lodged in her hair.