<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2d/Chin_wei-lun.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Chin Wei-Lun<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 4, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The rougher’s diamond.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Li-Li<br/><hr/>He seemed happy to share the smoke – though gave a careful eye, noting she seemed to have little problem with the tobacco, and electing to roll himself a fresh cigarillo in lieu of continuing to share.  In his own way, it seemed an attempt to be affable.  His gaze stole over her, briefly, with a touch of licentiousness in it.  Still, it was no where near as crude as the other miners who’d been gazing on her – it was rather just a keen interest in a young, attractive woman.<br/><br/>“Digging up bones,” he agreed.  “I heard some talk in the saloon that it was a Maze Dragon.  Centuries old.  Or maybe not.  Could be some clever folks looking to make a profit.  I understand they charge folk to take a peek, to keep themselves funded during the dig.”<br/><br/>He shrugged.  “Either way, if things don’t work out – might make the trip out there worth while.”  He nodded at the mention of sunset.  “It will work for the fisherman.”  He gave a long glance to the walkway back towards the main city, considering for a long moment.<br/><br/>“The fisherman will not be pleased if the miner’s envoy is violently gangraped on the way back to town,” he said.  “It would be better for us both if I walked you back.”<br/><br/>He rolled his neck, cracking the joints again, and pushed himself lightly to his feet.<br/>