<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3CW0V07.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tamari Kyri (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1433811)<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>AC:</strong>17;<strong>HP:</strong>9/9<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><hr/><br/>"I hope I'm not too late," she murmured to herself worriedly, clasping the rolled up note in one hand calling for adventurers.  It sounded exciting, and also an excuse to leave the city.  Waterdeep was nice enough, but it was very active for the little gnome.  Clusters of tallfolk made it difficult to get around at times, and most didn't seem to pay much mind to the short woman.  She was better suited to quieter towns, but there was a lot of different, exciting things to see in Waterdeep--and of course the jobs that could take one all over the world!<br/><br/>She tightened her coat a slight bit and tugged at her hood which held a small, sleeping lizard-like creature in it.  Really the hood was more for her little familiar than for herself, she didn't want him to get trampled underfoot after all.  The chill of the night air made him a little drowsy anyway, so this was the easiest way to keep him from wandering off and getting lost.<br/><br/>Outside the building she stopped and unrolled the little want ad to check the names and make sure she was in the right place.  She regarded the donkey with the strange bags briefly, wandering over to get it a gentle pat on the side.  "There, there," she spoke to it gently, "good boy," she smiled and then offered a little goodbye wave before making her way to the front door.<br/><br/>She gave the door a firm push, leaning up against it slightly to get it open enough for her to poke her head inside and take a short look around before the rest of her slowly followed after.  There was already a handful of people gathered, though it didn't seem as busy as most of the other taverns she'd been inside around the city.<br/><br/>"H-Hello?  I heard there was someone looking for help?" she spoke up from the doorway, taking a few more steps into the tavern and waving the rolled-up parchment with one hand.  She smiled happily, if somewhat nervously.