<div class="floatleft">(http://pre05.deviantart.net/d96a/th/pre/i/2016/100/9/f/talyssa_ravenhill_by_riku_gurl-d9ygjxu.png)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Prulie Glitterwit</span></span><br/>Level 1 Halfling Bard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=248180.msg12273895#msg12273895)<br/><em>"...and that's how I ended up hanging from the ceiling desperately clutching a roasted chicken full of gold coins."</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Standing amidst a clutch of popular stalls, far enough away from the cathedral to avoid the disapproving gaze of the clergy, a pretty halfling in a diaphanous blue and purple dress stands beside a group of scantily clad women with elaborately arranged hair and boldly made-up faces.  She plays a quick and lively tune on a rebec, dancing a bit as she does so and smiling to the passers-by, while the other women move to the tune...well, let's just say that suggestively would be a vast understatement.  The halfling's long black hair is braided and gathered into a slightly messy knot on the back of her head, her bangs falling free to frame her face as she skips and twirls to the tune's bouncy rhythm.<br/><br/>Off to the side a surprisingly handsome goat (https://41.media.tumblr.com/239d2a2a750eca52b054f04a30489d54/tumblr_n7i6ze6kIu1qzclhgo1_540.png) watches the crowds that gather and wander by, or stop and watch the show, as he nibbles at a small bucket of oats in front of him.  A wreath of bright flowers seems to have once been lain around his neck, but now lies on the ground beside his bucket...half-eaten.  The halfling transitions fluidly from the up-beat tune to one with a slower, more sensual pace that encourages the alluring women behind her to engage in even more brazen activities with which to encourage on-lookers.  Occasionally an on-looker will slip away with one of the dancers to the tent behind them, and emerge a short time later with a lighter coin purse and a large smile.<br/>