<div class="floatleft">(http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/hh549/Holodancer/Hyb0r1a/400461850_mira_123_447lo_zpse7423c42.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mira of Shadizar (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173912.msg8216116#msg8216116)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Brythunian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Spy/Assassin/Whore and all around Femme Fatale<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Leaky Wench<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Even in debauched Shadizar the Wicked, the dark sorceries and depravities of Stygia were infamous.   The snake worshipers were to be dealt with carefully, if at all.  Still, the Captain had trusted the Stygian.  But more importantly, there was gold involved and Mira always listened when there was coin to be made.  With that in mind, Mira swallowed any lingering misgivings and gave the Stygian a smile, careful to keep her expression pleasant and vacuous even while her eyes remained sharp and alert.<br/><br/>She was about to speak, something idle and unimportant to fill the silence at the table when Goose emerged from the shadows.<em>By Isthar's teats, how does that woman move like that?</em>she wondered to herself, not for the first time.<em>Maybe she can teach me to do that.  I'm certain there is a trick or two I could teach her in return,</em>she mused while her gaze idly wandered over the rogue's taut, toned form.<br/>