<div class="floatright">  (https://dl.dropbox.com/u/42499880/Elliquiy/Kiira.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Kiira Vanessaril</strong></span></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158814.msg7302445#msg7302445)</div><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=159141.msg7413974#msg7413974">Quote from: MrBubbles on 20-12-2012, 06:27:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"<strong>Mister eh? Now <em>that's</em> something I don't often hear. You know, if you're so worried about me running off you should stick around me more often</strong>" he gave a faint, impish grin as he added, "<strong>I certainly wouldn't mind.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Still gotta drop by the stables for some horses, but otherwise we're ready to go</strong>" Sampson stated as he looked up at Arlana, seeing just in time as an important-looking priest was giving the young woman a belt of sorts, his gaze kept on the actions of the priestess as he finished telling Kiira, "<strong>you're welcome to come with us.</strong>"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=159141.msg7430465#msg7430465">Quote from: blackcatotaku on 23-12-2012, 21:54:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Thank you for waiting I apologize for some delay I had not expected to run into the High Priest." she tried to say that in a matter of fact way while she was still beaming from the encounter not wanting to brag. "I do not think we have been formally introduced, my name is Arlana Halifax." she inclined her head to Kirra.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/>The elf returned Sampson's grin, flashing bright white teeth. In anyone face other than that of a pretty little elf, it might have looked almost predatory. "I find I work best when I'm not seen," she said, flipping her hair out of her eyes and opening the chest, "at least not until it's too late."<br/><br/>Deft fingers counted out a portion of glittering coins, transfering them to various hidden pockets on the petite girl's body, moving swiftly and silently enough that it was clear she had some experience in liberating money without attracting the notice of those who held it. "I'll keep your offer in mind though. I've got an errand of my own to run so I'm afraid I won't be enjoying any company until we're ready to leave, but I'm sure we'll all have plenty of time to make nice while we're on the road. Besides," The elf's grin broadened and she inclined her head towards the cleric emerging from her temple. "Looks like you've got company enough to keep you entertained already."<br/><br/>Pocketing the last of her share of the gold when Arlana approached, she gave the priestess a much less intimidating smile and dropped into an odd little half bow, half curtsy. "A pleasure to meet you! Such a pretty name, with an owner to match. You can call me..." the elf paused for a moment, bright blue eyes drifting up towards the sky as if she was trying to recall something. "Kiira. Kiira Vanessaril. As much as I'd love such fine company on my errands I'm afraid our time is running short, and I'd hate to make a poor impression on new allies by being late to our first meeting."<br/><br/>With one last bow, Kiira turned with a flourish and disappeared into the passing stream of pedestrians.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her errands complete, the sorceress approached the gates of the city leading her newly purchased mount. An unassuming looking leather satchel hung over her left shoulder; even if it hadn't been magic, all her worldly possessions would have easily fit inside it. She smiled to herself as she caught sight of a few familiar figures in the distance. She'd been on the run for longer than she couldn't rightly remember the last time she'd done anything that was the fun sort of exciting, rather than the am-I-going-to-be-caught-and-beheaded-tonight kind. Even the great likely hood that their too-generous benefactor was setting them up for something awful was a bit thrilling.<br/><br/>When the commotion began to break out she practically giggled, pausing in an alley just within earshot. Sharp eyes flicked from one adventurer to another. Though most were preparing for a fight, the seemed intent to scare the brute away rather than waste time beating him to a bloody pulp and having to defend themselves to the approaching guard. She nodded to herself and reached into her haversack, the item she was searching for leaping unbidden to the top. She quickly tied the bright pink silk sash, a component of a flashy dancer's outfit she'd picked up some months back, around her trim waist and ran towards the girl. "<strong>Jean!</strong>Oh gods Jean are you alright?" she shouted, taking the frightened girl by the shoulders and turning her so the approaching guards couldn't see her face. "<em>I'm Kiira. Play along.</em>" she whispered.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative: 23 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=43016)</div></div>