<strong>Name:</strong>Arduinne (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=456772)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Rusty Dragon Inn<br/><strong>With:</strong>Nobody (open)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP 8/8; AC 11, Touch 11, Flat 10; CMD 11; Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +4; Perception +0; Init +1<br/><br/>Rays of sunlight were already streaking in between the curtains by the time Arduinne first roused from her sleep.  She sat up, pinching the bridge of her nose and squinting as the room came into focus, a small yet homey private room at a small yet homey inn called the Rusty Dragon.  Momentarily, she remembered a festival of some sort was scheduled to happen today, and reflected on her good fortune to have rented this room nearly a week ago; the swell of travellers in town for the celebrations meant all the rest had since been booked.  The Hagfish had also been packed last night, where for several hours Arduinne found no shortage of men willing to buy her a drink or join her in a rousing game of dice.  She smiled.  Everyone has their vices, and gambling happened to be one of Arduinne's favourites, though for her it was more for the simple thrill of playing rather than the promise of riches.<br/><br/>Pushing a lock of hair out of her face, Arduinne got to her feet and reached for her clothes, donning a supple leather bodice over a green tunic -- flattering but practical -- along with black trousers.  After slipping her feet into a pair of well-worn leather riding boots, she spent a brief amount of time using a comb to tame her auburn hair, which somehow always seemed to defy any attempts at making it look too neat.  She applied a minimal amount of lipstick and eye shadow, and then, once she felt presentable, headed downstairs in anticipation of the day's frivolities.<br/><br/>The main room of the Rusty Dragon was all but abandoned as she crossed it and strode out the door, as was the street outside.  The festival must have started already.  Arduinne glanced around as she walked towards the market square -- Sandpoint was not a terribly large town, but she hadn't committed all the narrow, winding streets to memory and wasn't sure where people were congregating.  It was at this point that a couple of children ran past, heading north, one taunting the other that he was going to get there first.  Arduinne smirked to herself and started off in their wake, walking at a leisurely pace.