<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/dwtrI2h.jpg)(http://i.imgur.com/dcFfZeH.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Estella and Etienne LeCroix<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Novice Adventurers<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Goblin<br/><br/>Estella and Etienne's intense conversation was rudely interrupted by a goblin.  Both siblings appeared confused because they had no earthly idea where the goblin had come from.  Both brother and sister arose, took a step rightwards and back, almost in synchronization.<br/><br/>"Why, it's a goblin!" Etienne cried.   "What in the deuce is he doing here?"<br/><br/>"Who cares?" Estella said, drawing her rapier elegantly.  The blade sang gracefully as it fell to her side after a flourish.   "Our meal is ruined."  Estella, with a stunning alacrity, nearly poked the poor goblin in the heart.  However, her blade was deflected by Etienne's swift point.<br/><br/>"Don't kill him," Etienne said.   "It wouldn't do.  I can never maintain my appetite after killing something, especially if that something is someone."<br/><br/>Estella rolled her eyes and, with a fury, she began to blast her brother's blade with her own with skill and experience.   "You can always keep your appetite," she snarled ruefully.   "You're... an... oaf!"  Try as she might, she could not overcome the veil of her brother's defense.<br/><br/>"An admirable trait, my dear!" Etienne said as he kicked the goblin's leg and dropping him to the ground just before Estella's blade nearly deprived him of his tonsils, and then deflected her blade upwards.   "All of this is making me very hungry.  Perhaps dessert?"<br/><br/>"Yes, fine!" Estella hissed as she twisted and curled athletically around the larger Etienne and once again nearly snatched the poor goblin from the mortal coil.   "Dessert sounds swell!"  Her blade struck true, but she only drew blood.   "First blood, Etienne!" she cried, sliding her white glove along her the stem of her foil to wipe off the goblin's viscera.<br/><br/>"A fine scratch, madame," Etienne said, permitting Estella to clean her blade.  He didn't want her to get blood splattered on her fine clothes after all.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Etienne,' Estella replied.<br/><br/>"Ready?" Etienne inquired with a smile.<br/><br/>"Always,' Estella retorted with a snarl.<br/><br/>They tapped their blades against each other, but then didn't move.  Etienne started laughing, and Estella couldn't help but smirk.  Obviously this meant something betwixt them, and they obviously found some humor in it.<br/><br/>"So a stay of execution!"<br/><br/>"Indeed, but mind your goblin," Estella said, sitting down and crossing her beautiful legs one over the other as if she was sitting on a throne.   "I do detest it so."