<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Wz2UdYY.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Ming Par'fey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=340366.msg16125087#msg16125087)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Half-Elf/Gourmand<br/><strong>HP:</strong>22/22<strong>Armor:</strong>2<strong>XP:</strong>1/7<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Parley: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158775)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strength:  9 (+0)    Constitution:  16 (+2) Dexterity: 16 (+2)<br/>Intelligence: 13 (+1) Wisdom: 8 (-1)        Charisma: 12 (+0)<br/><br/>Refined Palette: "change body shape" and "boneless flexibility"</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Ming's eyes narrow down at the orc for a moment, before suddenly softening, "Look, I'm trying to help you here buddy" she said, taking her knife in hand. She gave the short but razor sharp blade a few dexterous spins and twirls, showing off her skills, before tucking it away into the belt of her apron. Of course she kept her wok firm in hand, just in case she had to swat away any treacherous touches, "Call your friends off and I'll call off mine" she offered.