<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/29/fc/ca/29fccab3d4de05e741759d0483bea652.jpg)</div><strong>Cera Proudmoore</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1356327)<br/><br/>Cera had travelled far and was relieved when Baldur's Gate finally came into view. She had been there once or twice in her life before, much preferring the quietness of the wilds over the hustle and bustle of the cities. In fact, if it wasn't for the Death Curse, Cera wouldn't have come at all but anything with that name got her attention and as she dug a little deeper to get more information, she was intrigued by the whole thing. She even managed to hunt down a person suffering from it and Cera agreed that something was not normal about him.<br/><br/>As a thief, she had a healthy dose of greed for the material things but if there was one thing she respected, it was Death. She had heard tales of resurrections and interventions but to her, whatever was dead, it should stay dead. The arogance of some people to defy death and cheat it was beyond her so those people suffering from it, had it coming. It was their own greed that got them into the situation they were in now and no matter how hard she tried, Cera couldn't bring herself to feel sympathy for them.<br/><br/>What she could feel sympathy for was the handsome reward offered by this Syndra Silvane.<br/><br/>Once at the city gates, she took the cloak off her shoulders and tied it around her waste. With the cloak off, everybody could see her well toned stomach and tanned bare arms. As she made her way through the city, she got the looks and had to control herself not to flirt with men while robbing them off their prized belongings. Maybe on the way out, when there would be less risk. Get caught now and she'd miss the reward for this expedition.<br/><br/>Her shortbow was strapped around her back and the cloak was hiding the rapier on her left hip. As she passed a commercial stall manned by two handsome looking young men, Cera raised her arms, fiddled with the tie of her high ponytail and in the process showing off her abs and smiling flirtatious at the two men.<br/><br/>It never ceased to amaze her how quickly people in the city got distracted. She was sure that if she wanted, she could come out of here twice as rich as she was now. But alas, such was not her goal today. She was careful who to ask directions to. Not the young males but the elder ladies. They would forget about her a lot quicker than the men and in case things went south, Cera preferred to never have been in Baldur's Gate.<br/><br/>Eventually she found the manor and approached the gate and the guard.<br/><br/>"Hello. I'm here to stop your owner from decaying. Mind letting me in?"