<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/da/7f/3e/da7f3eae8e456358ea1d060d5f7a2675.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jehanne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15693755#msg15693755)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: At the Bar<br/><strong>Action</strong>:New friends and Old<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Leather armor vest (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/dd/f6/7a/ddf67a56a0e7316a8ad438d06f7b42c0.jpg) and manica (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/70/aa/53/70aa53c439a5b67d9755e7c748bf2efe.jpg); leather pants and high boots; baldric and sword<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Luna; (m)Tatiana, Cleo, Akihiro<br/><hr/><br/>Jeh' tore her attention from the luscious figure of the pastry cook- who had in turn distracted her from the supposed vampire- and gave the exotically-clad djinn a sleepy, hungry grin. "Luna, me love," she purred. "Ah, if I knew Heav'n'd be filled with such lovelies, I'd work harder at dyin' for real, truly, I would." Hoisting her mug in salute, she squinted. "But was your hair ever blue when last I were here?  I forget things, at times.  Ah-" Gesturing splashingly with the mug before taking a deep swig, she waved it off. "No matter. 'Tis a fair color. But I'd keep yer distance 'til I've bathed, m'dear. I've still bits of bandit on-"<br/><br/><em>WHOOOMF</em><br/><br/>The large fireplace let out a huff and a cloud of sparks and ash as if a small tornado had just touched the roof. But the building still stood, and where the flying embers had settled stood a young redhaired lass, pretty as they come. And as bare as they should always be.<br/><br/>"Gods," Jehanne drawled, draining her mug and using it to hide her leer. "Mebbe I HAVE passed on, and this place is me reward for a life of pain. I'd best be at that bath, before I offend all you pretty folks."