"Viloet Hornblower!" She triumphantly declared, pressing off of the ground with her tiptoes for a moment as she smiled. Her thoughts returned to the ad... and McGreggor's proposition last week at Terrance's. So<em>this</em>was what he meant by being the face of an adventurer's guild.<br/><br/>Well, it<em>was</em>a cunning recruitment campaign, she had to admit. The halfling might have almost agreed to it if things were a little more... favorable to her advantage. But now she did have an advantage! ...Wrenn! Hee hee. The diminuitive woman delighted in the spite she could wreak upon this would-be adventurer, any future would-be fondlers, and most of all- McGreggor. Next time he'll know not to underestimate her charms!<br/><br/>She shifted her weight on one foot and tapped her lips, "Hmmm. Do you think I should get a disguise? Or maybe just cut my hair..."<br/><br/>That's right, a woman of Vilo's refined elegance and beauty wouldn't have to subject herself to the fondlings of amateur adventurers and wannabes! Only the best, uh huh! This<em>would </em>be<strong>her</strong>guild! Starting with Wrenn, and anyone else that was good enough to catch her!<br/><br/>All she was doing was making sure that only the best of the best would be able to join the guild! Or at the very least, those who could get past Wrenn and whatever other tricks she had planned for them. 'I mean...' She thought, 'It doesn't take very much skill to overpower someone half your size...'<br/><br/>And thus, she would cull the unworthy from the guild! ...In a trial by fire!