<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/6a/bd/aa/6abdaae185d09fccd9d98303baa7288f.jpg)</div><strong>Gillie Pussyfoot (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267889.msg13211389#msg13211389)</strong><br/><em>Gnome Rogue 1</em><br/><strong>Status</strong>: Normal<br/><strong><strong>HP</strong></strong>8<strong>AC</strong>14<br/><strong>PP</strong>11<br/><hr/><br/>She looked mildly irked that her hostage ploy didn't work, but blowing up the door did, and had generally forgotten about the rat by the time Princess Hydrophobia took it away.  She grumbled under her breath, resheathing PB as she stalked after the others through the door.  The defacing of Darkmagic brings something akin to a smile back to her lips and she tips the wizard a cheeky salute as she saunters by, glancing around slowly with a suspicious squint.<br/><br/>"I smell something funny and it ain't the beefcake."  She eyed Omin's statue, namely the grille where his mouth was supposed to be, then peered at the turnstile.  Arching a brow, she rolled her shoulders and played her coin over her knuckles as she slipped underneath it.  Clearly, she lived life on the edge, didn't play by<em>anyone's</em>rules...she was a rebel!  Which was why<em>she</em>got all the ladies.