<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Ba048a9234306e29484f6ac2d9e84ca1.jpg)</div><strong>Arindalise “Risti” Heatherdown</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ndFiNZPv-vPenWbeR6BqRbG_WUOJQ0k3fhDkgdyVhls/editI/edit)<br/><br/>Aridalise Heatherdown sat with her long red top knot gathered over her shouhlders like a stohl so no one stepped on it.  She took a long draw on her sweat golden mead, then licked her lpis clean.  Flashing a grin at her dark skinned teamate, the redhead teased, "Did you not get enough dinner, Ahava?"<br/><br/>She glanced to Takeshi and grinned.  "I hope so.  Let's make that our goal!  I wonder if there's a minor dragon rampaiging somewhere.  Like...  A young white or a red wyrmling...  "<br/><br/>Risti offered her fellow redhead a squeeze on the hand.  "Want to go ask together?"  The psionicist hopped to her feet and gave the summoner a playful tug on the hand.  "Come on.  This is their victory party.  What man wouldn't want to show off his trophy to two young redheads?"   The tall girl didn't flinch from her teammates dramatic scarring, or hesitate to look into both her eyes.  Risti herself was tall, buxom, and svelte.  Much of her creamy body was displayed by the light white silk that spiraled around her body.  She never seemed to scar or even sunburn.