<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cf/fd/62/cffd623b43d0bdc31ea6046d81a3d56b.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Nedra</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=290942.msg14292491#msg14292491)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">N Samsaran Cleric (Angelfire Apostle)</span><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Just Arriving<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><br/>As was often the case, Nedra was late in arriving at the meeting.    While she'd planned to have extra travel time, she'd ended up sidetracked by business at the temple.     Not surprisingly, they'd wanted to pick her brain one more time before she was scheduled to disappear into the catacombs.     If there had been any sort of secret agenda, she either hadn't been clued in or was acting as if she simply didn't know.<br/><br/>The flowing gold colored garment that she usually wore was more a long sash or a toga than a proper outfit.    But it was comfortable, covered the right parts, and gave off an aura of both mystery and nobility.    It only seemed proper for a living reincarnation of an ancient Pharaoh, after all.   It also showed the spiral of Pharasma on her bare left shoulder, a birthmark and another sign of her choice of occupation.   In addition, the plain yet understated necklace was one given only to those in service of the temple.    In her case, it marked her as a member of the priesthood.<br/><br/>She pushed open the door, her sandaled feet making little noise in the evening air.   She nodded pleasantly to the others when she arrived, and she selected an assortment of fruits along with water to drink, finally curling herself into a seat to await the arrival of their would be patron.