<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/a74199b532055822b328615f5c5652af/tumblr_p192q1Bp6b1tk4029o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Lily</strong></span><br/>Tiefling Rogue 1<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Meandering the fairgrounds, Witch's booth<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Talia, open<br/><hr/><br/>This was nice. The people were nice. The music was nice. Everything at the festival seemed<em>nice</em>, and that made Lily nervous. Something was going to go wrong, she was sure! Everyone kept looking at her oddly - were they aware? Did they know? Oh no...  It never really crossed Lily's mind that a young woman in a heavy cloak that brushed the ground, cowled, and with a cloth band wrapped around her head<em>under</em>the cowl might look a little strange in the middle of summer. Letting her horns and tail show would get even stranger looks, of course. She couldn't do anything about her topaz eyes with their square pupils, or the sharpness of her canines, though... But still, everything seemed nice, which caused Lily to occasionally look to the sky to see if any large rocks were headed her way.<br/><br/>She almost wished they were when a young man stumbled to her. He was clearly an easy drunk, and pressed a mug of something into her hands, elicting a startled yelp from Lily. The youth looked puzzled.<strong>"Hey. hey, I'm pretty... Ummean... yeah, I'm Talton, you're... hi. Wanna dance?"</strong>His eyes looked in two directions at once, neither quite centering on Lily's face, though they tried. She gave him the look of a startled goat, dipping her finger into the mug and bringing it up for a taste. Then another one. Mmm, cider! Dip, taste, dip, taste.<strong>"What'm... whashmatter, you shy? C'mon, I'll show you..."</strong>The young lad reached for Lily's hand, causing her to jerk back with wide eyes. "Augh! Ah, uhm! Nnnnngh, n-no, no, I'm fine! I mean, I already know how to dance. I just... Uhhhhyerrrmmm...?" She thought quickly. "I just ate! Yeah, I just ate some... " She glanced around quickly. "...Some of that curried goat!" she pointed. "And you know, uh, you shouldn't dance for an hour after eating, it'll cause..." What would it cause Lily, what would it... "GAS! Yeah, you wouldn't want to... phew, man! Wow, no..." Her eyes widened for emphasis... then she took another finger-taste of the cider. "Uh... thanks... thanks anyway though!" She offered the confused, disappointed-looking boy a smile as brittle and awkward as a crystal unicycle, and shuffled away quickly. Still finger-dipping her cider.<br/><br/>That was nice, he thought she was pretty. Why didn't you dance with him? Ugh, stupid. She looked back over her shoulder, to see that, unsurprisingly the guy had meandered off. Hmph, be that way then, cad. "Spoony nimp, what with mad case of the horn colic..." she muttered to herself; of course, while looking over her shoulder, she wasn't looking in front of her, and very nearly blundered into the witches' acolyte and<strong><span class="bbc_u">Talia</span></strong>with her.<br/><br/><strong>"'Ello, dear, here to hear the runes speak?"</strong>The reedy woman asked. Lily gave her a wary look, then glanced at the girl next to her. Well, if the kid wasn't running screaming, then probably no reason for Lily to do so. No matter how strong the urge was to turn (literal) tail and find a nice booth to hide under. Maybe there would be dogs under there she could pet. That would be... Wait, the woman had asked her something else. "Huh" Oh! Uhm..." Another glance at Talia, then back to the witch. "<em>Suuuuure</em>, I'll have a reading...?" She sounded about as certain as a rooster during an eclipse, but sat down anyway. Awkwardly, having to adjust things for anatomy. Talia, being nearby, would see Lily's long, naked-pink tail slip out from under her cloak for a moment as she seated herself for the reading.