<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/Lhurriel_2.png)</div>Lhurriel sat back with a laugh, waving away the offers of ale and other drink. Though this was by no means her first official assignment as the kingdom's youngest mage, it was the first ordained by the king. Despite the people who didn't have much reason to like the man, they did like her, and were glad to hear that she was being sent off on such an important mission as retrieving the king's amulet. Public knowledge said that thieves had stole into the palace treasury, stolen the amulet and some gold besides, and then made off with the objects towards the border, hoping to get out before pursuers could catch up. In magicycles, the task was easy; however, Ree knew that given time and not a frozen trail, she could trace the magic of the amulet anywhere.<br/><br/>"No, no more!" Ree shook her head but couldn't keep back her good-natured smiles, again brushing off more offers of drink. Her closest friends - a rather disreputable bunch of honorable thieves, street rats, and entertainers - insisted, but she held firm, knowing that getting drunk (not an easy task, since her water magic diluted most of the alcohol anyway) before meeting her hunting partner would probably not be the best idea. First impressions were everything, or so people said - Ree didn't want the man getting the impression that she was a happy-go-lucky fool who drank away her nights at the Lower City inn.<br/><br/>The place was in the cheaper districts of the capital city, but despite its surroundings, continued to be a very upstanding, highly regarded place. Soldiers, guards, and sailors frequented the place during all seasons of the year, and rarely were there extra rooms for new guests or visitors to the city. Lhurriel Keladar, His Majesty's youngest and only powerful female resident mage, was often seen frequenting the area, but as one of the denizens of the Lower City. She frequently transformed into one of the waitresses of the Inn, flirting freely but lightly like an impertinent City wench.<br/><br/>"I'm to the lobby to wait for the King's guard," she laughingly told everyone, making her excuses and bowing her way from the room. At the moment, though, she was the Master Mage in her full glory, traveling robes molded to her lithe body and eyes shining with excitement at this new adventure. It was to be naught but a simple errand - follow the thieves, get the amulet back, come back. Easy and simple. At the gentle purr of half a dozen magicycles, Lhurriel opened the door to the Inn and looked down the road. As she expected, a small group of soldiers approached on excellent models of magicycles, all wearing the King's colors. Lhurriel waited for all of them to stop in front of the inn before she stepped down into the cobble-stoned street and bowed deeply to the paladin and his entourage of guards.<br/><br/>"It's an honor to meet you all. I am Lady-Mage Lhurriel."