<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Ophelia_argentus.png)</div><strong>Ayala</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Refugee Camp outside Kamthahar<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Wei and Band, poor wayfaring stranger<br/><hr/><br/>"Mistress, do I have to take these off?" The elegant painted lady (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Purple_geisha.jpg) accompanying Ayala asked, her lower lip pouting at the notion of removing her shackles. "I find I rather like them."<br/><br/>"Of course, silly girl," Ayala tutted, burying her nose in Wei's book at first opportunity and not even noticing that his band was offering to feed her, "they don't match your ensemble. You've gone to all the effort to look nice for our friends here and now you want to add chains?"<br/><br/>"But it would be poetic! An artistic statement of how elegance is a prison, how etiquette is but chains 'round the heart." The neomah - for that was what she was - held out her hands to examine the contrast between rough iron and smooth skin.<br/><br/>"I said<em>no</em>," the witch said irritably, looking up and being met with the best impression of puppy dog eyes that could be made by somebody who had never in all their life seen a puppy. "<em>Fine</em>, keep them. Just don't wear them right now." She inclined her head to Wei and his band and picked up her porridge. "Pardon Ebere, she is... excitable. Your book has some idioms of the seventy-seventh Midnight Dynasty. Not necessarily penned in Hell, but certainly by someone who was familiar with it. A sorcerer, perhaps. I'd like to examine it further."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ayala rolls Int+Lore to help translate and analyze the book, adding 4 excellency dice. 5 successes.<br/>At 2017-02-09 01:22:07, Guancyto (uid: 56325) rolls: 11d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=99953)</div></div>