<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/105/0/0/004aecc55fba34216b17e01a1a559512.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Meriel Nerine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Drai'shok<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marcus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the Road<br/><hr/><br/>She took his hand and shook it with surprising firmness. Even though she was travelling, she wore a pretty green satin gown (http://img2.etsystatic.com/005/0/5873598/il_fullxfull.382617458_s0a0.jpg) with a matching cloak. Her red curls were loose except for two braids holding back the sides. As he said he was Centos, she nodded and seemed relieved at his words.<br/><br/>"Good. That's good."<br/><br/>She chuckled at his further words and shook her head.<br/><br/>"Nonsense. I'm just glad to be able to help. No payment necessary."<br/><br/>As the horse pulled the carriage along the road, she looked over to him and cleared her throat awkwardly.<br/><br/>"So once you get to the inn, what are your plans? Are you going to stay in the city for a while, or travel on?"<br/><br/>She didn't know why she was so interested, but they were alone in the cart, and she hadn't had much social interaction recently. Perhaps she was just lonely.