<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/%5ED6F804FDD53294B20C8DF20D4A07357975F8DBD94D5B03B795%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elana Dane<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Room,<em>The Lady's Blessing</em><br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>General<br/><br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Elana smiled softly at the tavern maid's thanks.  She leaned in close to graze the other girl's lips with her own, but didn't protest if the wench turned away or pulled back.   A moment later, though, the elfmaid's eyes narrowed in anger.<em>Retired legionaries agianst an even number of street toughs trynig to make an honest living as bouncers?   That'll be a slaughter if they draw steel...</em>“Excuse me,” she again coaxed her comapnion of the evening to her feet.  This time, though, it was Elana who danced across the room.<br/><br/>The sword-mage's mind raced.  She whispered softy and made a few quick gestures with a scrap of boiled leather.  It sparkled and vanished, warding her with Mage Armor.  Palming a prisim and bringing a second protective spell tot he fore of her mind, the elfmaid stepped up behind the ruffians.<br/><br/>“I must have drunk too much,” she said, looking down her nose at the humans.  “such dreadful nightmares.  I swear my head must be down on the table, snoring loudly.   I see a band of once honorable legionaries about to draw steel on alehouse staff rather than pay their bill.  Tell me, sirrah,” she demanded, flickering out of existence, only to reaper at the forefront of the ale houses security.  Elana glared at the former legionaries and reached over her shoulder to finger her court blade?  “Is this a nightmare?”