<div class="floatright">(http://img70.xooimage.com/files/d/4/a/pre-tresse-umberlee-2dfd2b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jacinth of the Waves<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Harbor, Ship Gangplank<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Irader<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jacinth eyes Irader with that piercing look of assessment she's granted every candidate who's come before her thus far, one brow raised. All in all, he seems much more...<em>normal</em>than some of the other more colorful mercenaries. And calmer too. A man who could maintain that appearance of serenity on a busy dock filled with jostling swords-for-hire could certainly be a welcome addition, if he prove useful.<br/><br/>"Ah, and what order be that, sir? The Bitch Queen will take none into her service that would oppose Her dominion, though I can only assume by your presence here you serve no opposing order." Her hair whips into her eyes with a gust of wind, and with a sigh of annoyance, the priestess brushes it aside, awaiting the monk's reply.