<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wT9WdJX.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Dari Nommev (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=271819)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:<em>The Lucky Magpie</em><br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Gray trousers, a dark red shirt with long sleeves, a utility belt, and knee-length black boots.<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Dari flushed, just barely, as the other woman slipped her arm briefly around her waist, then went just slightly too-still. It had been a while since she'd stood this close to another person without a specific reason, and she found herself somewhat unsure what to do with her body, uncomfortably aware of where her arms were, and that if she moved just a little, she'd bump into somebody.<br/><br/>"Uh, well, if we do split up, Kooth and Captain Idrall could put out some feelers, see if they can get any leads, and we could meet our man. Accomplish both things at once? This guy might even have something else we could do, and then we wouldn't have to scramble about for a lead."