<div class="floatleft">(https://wallpaperscraft.com/image/traxex_drow_ranger_dota_2_93722_1600x1200.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marixsa Starlight<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Drow Ranger<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Wandering aimlessly about Amberdale (and promptly falling on her ass), Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mizuki, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Marixsa had managed to avoid crashing into anyone, though partly it was because of people tending to shy away from the cloaked stranger as much as her actually avoiding bumping into anyone.  That lasted for a short bit of time before she heard a feminine shriek of sorts off to her right.  She froze for a second, tensing up as she wondered if someone had managed to figure out what she was.  This hesitation prevented her from dodging the source of the shriek she had heard, a young kitsune woman, who seemed to be falling in her general direction.  Marixsa was far from braced to keep herself upright, and let out a bit of an echoed shriek as the both of them ended up tumbling to the ground in a small heap.<br/><br/>An oddity of note was that the cloaked woman made no moves to try and prevent the fall, or soften her landing, or anything of the sort.  Her focus was more on doing what she could to ensure that her cloak remained around her body in a way that continued to prevent what was beneath said cloak from being seen.  To an extent, this did work.  Marixsa had managed to keep her hood up and prevent her face from being clearly seen, and half of the cloak remained covering her body.  The other half, though, remained open from the waist up and revealed a bit more than Marixsa would have liked.  The first was that she was wearing what looked to be form fitting leather armor of a sort under that cloak, and that she was indeed a female.  Mizuki's hand had wound up on top of the leather segment that covered her breasts.  The second thing of note was that she had an out of the ordinary skintone, a semi-pale shade of bluish-grey.  Lastly, the side that had been revealed was also the side that the giant squirrel had managed to scratch her arm, and the wounds were visible in that moment.  At a glance, they looked kind of ugly...but there wasn't enough time to get a more detailed look at the wounds.<br/><br/>As quick as the kitsune was to jump up and begin apologizing, Marixsa was quick to roll and get back to her feet, pulling the cloak firmly closed around herself once more.  She was definitely a nimble person, and she was shaking her head at Mizuki.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">"N-no....no need to apologize.  It...it was just an accident...they happen all the time.  It's okay."</span>Her voice came out quite soft, and a bit on the quiet side at that.  Marixsa was admittedly, at this moment, rather tense and nervous.  How many people had noticed her skintone, and how many would condemn her?  She had heard that drow were commonly seen in a negative light in most civilizations, and expected some measure of prejudice.  She had truly hoped she would have been able to at least deliver the letter from her elders to someone in town who was at least somewhat in charge of running things before anyone found out.  Then it hit her, and she gasped in shock as she realized just how sidetracked she had gotten.  Frantically, she searched her person to make sure that the letter was still with her, and let out a sigh of relief when she found it.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">"Oh gods, what would I have done if this got lost..."</span>Muttering this to herself, she took a moment to peer around where she had wound up to try and figure out if she managed to wind up in a spot of town that housed someone who would be good to give it to.