<div class="floatleft">(https://ist5-1.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/6/G/x/p/6GxpG/DaleaRiverOwlaspect.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Dalea River-Fletcher</span></span></strong><br/>Alert and inquistive.<br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1736932)<strong>HP:</strong>36<strong>AC:</strong>17<br/><hr/><hr/>As Dalea and Damien made their way to the fruit market.    She would when given the chance engaged with the locals.    In the quest to gain any kind of tidbit that might be of use to her and her companions.  She ask questions regarding about the town.  Any thing of note.<br/><br/>Unconsciously she would slip her hand into her husband's hand as they walked and chatted in between when they stopped and she asked questions of someone.   His presence always soothed her primal soul.  They finally reached the fruit vendors in the market.<br/><br/>"Yes."  Dalea responds to getting supplies that Koba had asked for.   "Tea would be nice love."  She turned to him then and would lean in give him a loving kiss.  Her lips brushing against his.   Pulling back then less she lose herself.   She smiles impishly then.  As she reaches up and brushes a lock of hair from her face.  He did that made her feel like a woman.  Here now in between the adventures and danger they lived.   It felt sweeter to be with her man.<br/><br/>She then took and drank from the cup with fresh squeezed juice of the fruit.   As she picked up another fruit and began then bite into it after taking a drink from the cup.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><sup><strong>Diplomacy gathering information</strong></sup><br/>   At 2018-11-11 08:56:16, Dalea (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=126405)</div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/>