(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Joss_Deadeye.jpg)<br/><strong>Joss Deadeye</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Yzc5Rj0uj0qH5EMnfaRNStF7S_DKoQcSwjK_2eb3f5A/edit)<br/><br/>Twenty one years old, 5'10” and sleekly beautiful, Joss was well accustomed to the fact that she wasn't the most intimidating mercenary at the Hireling Society.  It was one reason she clammed up when people started spreading wild stories about her shooting flies out of the air at 100 paces.  “Not likely,” the blond girl replied to the bigger, more imposing redhead.  “But I'm keeping my eyes sharp and my back straight.”<br/><br/>The blond casually crossed her arms beneath her breasts as she continued to survey the crowd, dangerous, but at ease.  Some of her knives were visible—including the machete.  Her enchanted bow Thorn—though hardly a weapon of legend—was ready to draw from it's case, as were a number of high quality arrows.  “Serious trouble usually shows up either where there's more reward than this for causing trouble, or when the magic is up.  Not so serious trouble doesn't usually rear it's ugly head under the eyes of people like us.”<br/><br/>She chuckled softly, eying a healthy young woman with a handbag large enough to  hide a weapon, noting her location, then moving on to check back on two rough looking guys with their sleeves torn off.  “And if we can earn an paycheck making trouble keep it's head down and helping shoppers feel safe, I'm glad to call that an honest days work.”