<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/22/54/cf2254dd90b3889e14b2a575d2674284.jpg)</div><strong>Zhendaya</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315165.msg15233930#msg15233930)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Merc. Co. HQ<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: All | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 23/23<strong>AC</strong>: 18<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Zhen, being of a race that<em>has</em>a tail, gave an offended huff and stomped one hoof with a flick of said tail at the off-hand comment.  Her pale blue eyes, a startling contrast to the smooth, dark backdrop of her skin, moved over the other would-be adventurers-for-hire, waiting to see how many would take the bit of sage advice.  She had positioned herself close to a wall in order to minimize the chances of stepping on the smaller beings in the room, which in her case was<em>most</em>of them.  Her grace often left something to be desired, especially among crowds where a creature or three could easily go unnoticed in her rear sector.  So, hence the wall and extreme caution, though she still compulsively glanced back to make sure her tail wasn't smacking anyone in the face.<br/><br/>At Mawg's question, she glanced to the woman, then up to the items on the wall, unfazed by the feamle's appearance.  As one might expect, given her own race.  "Even if they offered them to you, you'd not want them.  The weapons are welded into place behind the shields, most likely, and even if they're not...they'd be made of inferior materials and be as blunt as a training blade.  The armor likely wouldn't last one good blow of any significant force.  You're probably better off buying cheap hide and a common short sword from the next blacksmith and armorer you come across."<br/>