<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/>"The temple is my cunt..."<br/><br/>Mira flashed a genuine smile at Xi's deadpan jest.<em>Clever,</em>the redhead thought as her eyes drifted to the exotic Khitani.<em>I think I would enjoy worshipping there,</em>she mused, her gaze lingering over the other woman's curves.<em>I'm going to have to borrow that line for my own use one day...</em><br/><br/>She said nothing, satisfied to observe quietly as the others bantered, flirted, haggled and threatened one another.  She feigned disinterest as they spoke business but she could not help but arch an elegent brow when the Daud mentioned the silks.  Now Daud certainly had her attention.  She would be happy with a one tenth share, especially since she intended to do as little work as possible.  They mostly thought of her as a camp follower whom the Captain kept around as a bedwarmer and entertainment for the soldiers.  That part was certainly true but a few of the others knew of her other talents and her true role.<br/><br/>Still, the talk of Picts made her nervous.  She could not spend her coin if she were dead and she did not relish the thought of what would befall her and the other women should they fall into Pictish hands.  Yet Kordova was growing tiresome and she longed to see the glorious spires of Tarantia one day.  And this Maeve woman seemed a savvy Captain and certainly her sailors would be eager to have the redheaded beauty along for additional distraction and entertainment during the long voyage ahead.