<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sinemdrag.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Emmalynn<br/>Current Form : Peranos<br/>Players Nearby : Sukanar<br/>Location: Dariell<br/><br/><br/><hr/>Emmalynn slowly climbs her way up to her home within the trees. Tossing open the window she casts her gaze out on the gorgeous land of her humanoid people. Her cloudy blue eyes slowly shut as she listens for the people of her village. They are all gathering elsewhere so she is safe. She takes a deep breath and slowly falls from the window  what little clothing she has begins to rip from her body as skin becomes scales, nails become claws and lastly hair is replaced by horns. The bow and quiver that were her in hands now lay clutched in her claws as she flies through the air.<br/><br/>She shakes her head and quickly climbs high into the hair. Leaving the place she has called home for just a short period of time in search for a dealer of antiquities. Flying to Dariell was a much faster feat then if she had traveled in her humanoid form. The trip took her several hours rather then several days.  She flies high in the sky trying to avoid being spotten by commoners and true human forms. Once nearing Dariell she comes close to ground, closer and yet still closer turning from her dragon form to that of her humanoid one as close to the outskirts of the city as possible.<br/><br/>She takes a slow deep breath forusing her mind as clothing materializes covering her naked body. A cream blouse hugs her chest as a thin skirt covers her lower body, a black leather bodice hugs from her hips up pushing her ample cleavage up giving off the appearance of a common bar wench. Her long black hair curls naturally as it hangs about her shoulders. She throws the Bow and quiver over her shoulder and imagines a simple black cloak to cover the weapon upon her back. Taking a few steps her feet gently touch grass causing her to gasp and sigh as black leather boots materialize upon her feet separating her from the earths comforting tough. After walking around to familiarize herself with the city she asks around for where she might find a dealer in special goods.<br/><br/>A loud sigh leaves her lips as she looks up at the rickety sign for the Scarlett Warrior Resthouse. A smirk playing upon her lips as she pushes into the establishment. Placing a coin on the counter she looks into the bar keeps eyes  "Sir I'm looking for a trades dealer. Could you be so kind as to point me in his general direction?" She gives him a sweet smile and makes her way across the bar in the direction he suggests. "Tradesmen?" She inquires to the tall pale man.