<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Rose Vanger. | <strong>Location:</strong> The Pelican Glass. | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Wessly, Feon<br/>Click <strong>here</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217592.msg10710195#msg10710195) for the full profile.<br/>_________________________</div><br/><br/>Rose let out a chuckle, already on her third mug of mead, "Well,  I didn't mean to come here, specifically." She said, turning on the stool to face the goblin completely, her body on display, proudly. The faintest hints of nipple just visible under the triangles of white cloth. "I just... Was forced to leave home, I guess. And then I wandered kind of aimlessly, doing a bit of mercenary work here and there until I found this city."<br/><br/>She leaned against the bartop, her eyes devouring the goblin's body hungrily, not quite as brief as the goblin looking her over. Her tour was a slower, more lingering one, focusing on choice curves here and there. "Yeah, I'll probably stay here for a good while if I keep bumping into people who looks like you." Her lips curve into a lewd grin before taking another sip of mead. "I was a gladiator where I came from, but since my banishment, I suppose I've been a mercenary of sorts, but as you can<em>clearly</em>see, I'm not really dressed for the role."