<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/b/4/H/zb4H/pfdf1tn.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Pantea Artemisia</span></em><br/>HP 52 (Current HP 52)  AC 21</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Streets of Praven</strong></sup><br/><br/><br/>Pantea would come to a stop, as she comes upon the near riotous scene before her.   Taking a moment to take in the scene.   She would immediately start up again.<br/><br/><em>"Guards you up there,  ready your crossbows to shoot.    I know you all can understand me and the guardsmen.   If you don't disperse this civil act of civil disobedience.   Orders to shoot will be given.   Think long and hard,  for you have to decide which one of you will die and which will live."</em><br/><br/>She would call out as she strode forward in complete authoritative tone, bluffing.   The neko waitress had given her the insight they understood.   Right now she really didn't care what reason they had to gather in a mob and press the gate guards.  More then likely they wanted out.<br/><br/>(bluff roll -    At 2011-08-02 17:24:50, Pantea (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 15 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30535)  )<br/><br/><br/>