<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/AllorynSmall.jpg)</td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;"><strong>Alloryn</strong></span><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=44406.msg2136551#msg2136551">Quote from: GreenHavok on 15-08-2009, 07:32:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"The inn has the best breakfast, but I must insist that it is my treat, have to show our guest our great hospitality" a grin spreading across his face.  Today seemed like it was going to be horrid, but with a beautiful elfin maiden in tow, how could it get worse...</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"If you insist, Sir," Alloryn smiled as she followed along to the inn. "It is doubtful they would accept Elven gold as it is, given its difference to your kingdom's currency."<br/><br/>The door to the inn opens, and Alloryn follows the Knight-Captain inside, smiling at the cheery warmth of the inn's taproom. Glancing about, she took in the few patrons visiting the Inn this morning, taking in what appeared to be a mercenary, given his weapons and lack of identifying marks... and a cute little blonde woman.<br/><br/>Sighing contentedly, she undid the clasp at her throat, then shrugged back the cloak, the hood falling away and exposing her elfin ears and slender form to the room. She turned and hung her cloak up on an empty hook, before turning back to Captain von Rathman, "Shall we find a table, Captain?"</td></tr></tbody></table>