<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/d11062ce09942d22dc37e4ebe1a3c42a33063a9c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>'Loap Sparrington' (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=262693.msg12959904#msg12959904)</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>49/49</em><br/><hr/><br/><em>Loap rolled her eyes and let out an audible scoff, leaning forward and arching her back in a somewhat cat-like stretch.</em>"Oh please.  Please tell me you aren't confusing me with a maid or a schoolmarm.  My place isn't to keep some simple boy from getting his nose dirty... in fact, I think a bit of recklessness might be good.  It'll certainly be fun..."<em>She shakes her head, leaning abruptly back in the chair without releasing her hands from the backrest, her butt scooting forward slightly in the seat and her head lazily swivelling towards the masked figure, her yellow eyes trying to follow his own to see what reaction, if any, he would have to her abrupt movement.</em><br/><br/>"Still, I'll give you enough credit to assume you wouldn't waste your breath and my time with idle worry... give me a bit more information before I dismiss you out of hand.  What is it he does that is reckless?  What do you want me to potentially do about it?  And why would I stop him when watching him be the fool right into the guardsman's shackles or headsman's noose would be oh so much more entertaining?  Sell me on this request, friend."<em>She smiles, coldly.</em>