<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ncTr42c.png)</div>"Right now the money's the last thing on my mind!" Tamrithra exclaimed as she continued carrying Tip. Fumbling with a woman in one arm and her compad in the other, Tamrithra attempted to access to local data network of the city. Her time as a merchant meant she went to a lot of places, although in her rushed panic the intricacies of favors and contacts were ones she didn't have on hand. While she sought to make an immediate escape, Tam knew that she wouldn't be able to outrun a gravcar once it set its coordinates on her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I don't know if a certain skill check is to be called for now. Connect maybe to find a safe haven to hide out in or get out of reach of the authorities. <br/><br/>Connect roll 11, just in case. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154178)</div></div>