<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y8gutM1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Anaelia<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Okay<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 9<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 17<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All<br/><hr/><br/>This was, she had been repeatedly told - and was in the process of being reminded - exactly the sort of place a Lady like her really shouldn't be in.<br/>Which, naturally, was precisely why Anaelia had come to the Necessary Respite in the first place, the argument about it tipped in her favour by Juno's cheerful comment that she went here fairly often.<br/><br/>It might not have been the high class sort of place the aasimar was supposed to go, at least according to her mother, but it wasn't too bad, even if she stood out a little. Or a lot, really.<br/>The clothes, for the most part, including the blindfold over her eyes were a little unusual, but in this city a priestess of Iluriel was hardly a rare sight.<br/>No, Anaelia knew what would draw the most looks was just how sexy she was. Or, failing that, the moon and dove insignia of her family, that three of the four women in her little group wore in one way or another.<br/><br/>Pulled back from going and introducing herself or, more accurately, immediately hitting on, the other blonde, she found an empty table and sat just a little bit grumpily next to her sister. Still, even if she couldn't go and introduce herself to people, maybe someone would get brave enough to come up to her.<br/>And then maybe she could ditch the others and find a room with them ...