<strong>Wessly Breechbolt</strong>(http://i61.tinypic.com/333lpxx.jpg) |<strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Wess flashed a cheerful grin at the scantily-clad lady next to her, took the offered hand and gave it a firm shake.<em>"Hey there, nice to meet'cha! I'm Wessly. Love the armor, hon, it's more.. an idea of the concept of armor than actual armor. Very risky. You pull it off well."</em>The goblin said, following up with a grin and a suggestive lifting of her brows,<em>"I'll pull that armor off ya anytime, by the way."</em><br/><br/>Before Rose could respond to the playful flirtation, the little goblin's eyes were back at the bar and she was looking up and down it, waiting for her drink to come. She seemed to be a rather energetic sort, or at the very least in need of a good, stiff drink. Though Rose was probably starting to long to give the goblin something else that was stiff.