<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/afRPyAC.jpg?1)</div><strong>Princess Harriet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14440794#msg14440794)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 41/47, AC/TAC/FFAC: 20/11/19, CMD: 24, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 29<br/>Languages: Common, Abyssal<br/>4 Int Damage<br/>Touch of Corruption (4/7)<br/><br/>Spells:<br/>1st - <del>Litany of Sloth</del>, Litany of Sloth, Litany of Weakness<br/>2nd - Invisibility<br/><br/>SLAs:<br/><del>Command</del>, Charm Person</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Outside of Maldur<br/><strong>Taggging</strong>Sagu, Farm<br/><br/>Sagu got a pat on the carapace-covered head for the good effort, but the shack wasn't going to cut it for Princess Harriet. But, she was on the road and that was enough for now - she gave the wasp the command to stay out of sight but follow her. Best to have him nearby in case she needed another assist.<br/><br/>But no more ambushes, which was nice. Instead she found a farmhouse, which then brought up the issue of her appearance. The armor was fixable, just needed a purge of illusion to look a bit better, but she was still bloody. Still... probably tailed, with actual tail. Princess Harriet mentally slapped herself for missing the earlier pun when she was getting chased off - that would have been hilarious!<br/><br/>Everything else involved getting cleaned up, and that was going to be not great. On her way to the farmhouse, Harriet stopped at whatever water source they drew from and did her best to wash the blood from her armor and skin, to get some of the grime of travel off of her face, to get her hair in line. She ended up just putting it into a ponytail because anything else would have been much more difficult. The hammer would stay, but she kept it at her hip - no need to threaten when hopefully a kind word or two will do.<br/><br/>After she did her best to clean up (it doesn't go so well), she steeled herself mentally and approached the front door, squared her shoulders, and knocked four times against the solid wooden barrier. Crisp, loud enough to be heard, but not threatening or demanding. She was here for a polite request and all she could do was hope that whomever answered was nice and, gods willing, attractive. She wanted someone tasty tonight.<br/><br/>(If disguise is applicable I roll an 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=127709))