<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Tess Goldmane</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860640<br/>(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y331/ReverseAdonis/Pathfinder%20DnD/5340799a25428bfeead110b57e8b5795177ec461_zps9ca04370.jpg)</div></div><br/>"No, let ME do all the work to gather a crowd. I INSIST. It'll be no problem at all . ." Chirped the blond-haired halfling woman sarcastically, a wry grin on her face as she separated from the troupe slightly, stowing the majority of her gear in her well-worn backpack. While it wouldn't be the first time she danced with a sword, she knew that wasn't the sort of pomp the troupe master wanted, no matter how damn good she was at it! Normally she wasn't TOO eye-catching, seeing as how at three-feet-tall she was well underneath the eye-line of most races. She was proud of her smooth, pale skin though, as well as those bright blue eyes and shiny blond hair which was currently tied up in a braided bun on her head. Taking a deep breath the so-called adventurer began to roll her ankles and stretch herself out, reveling in the feel of her dyed spidersilk garments she wore as armor, and had enchanted. Unlike those armored knights, she prefered the type that covered up important spots, while revealing more in a distracting way . . . and by the way her spidersilk clung to her every curve when she danced, she got what she wanted.<br/><br/>Her hips swaying she spun on her heel, spreading her arms and calling out loudly, drawing attention towards herself . . . and to the troupe. She'd only signed on because they were a group that was leaving the town she'd been in formerly right away, meaning she didn't have to worry about some . . unwanted attention related to the extra platinum in her coinpurse, so it was probably only right to give them a bit of service! Shame for them that her service was her borderline-exotic dancing, the hypnotic sway to her hips and turns of her hands and wrists drawing more attention to herself than the troupe! Proportionally she wasn't as curvy as many of the tallfolk around, but on her petite frame her modest breasts and well-curved bottom were practically deadly weapons.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perform Dance!<br/>At 2014-04-15 20:46:21, Latooni Subota (uid: 13273) rolls: 1d20a11 Result: 31 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57070)</div></div>