<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/Characters/90031511-ebbe-4b70-853d-8fb39e25b4f3_zps2a26dcef.jpg)    </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Arianna Morgan</span><br/>Kitsune Transmuter & Bartender (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178661.msg8519539#msg8519539)<br/>Location: The Guild Bar<br/>Tagging: Celia<hr/><br/>Arianna raised a brow in mild irritation as the spastic goth fairy...thing...used a rod to cast an apron over her clothes.  Presuming it was a failed attempt at something more grandiose, the kitsune simply pulled the knot loose and tugged it over her head, using the motion of tossing it into a corner to mask a gesture at the retreating sylph.  Her simple ongoing cantrip was enough for her needs: under the power of prestidigitation an ink mustache and beard quickly spread over the girl's face.  They were of comedic proportions, the mustache reaching nearly to her ears and forming dramatic curls, while the goatee came to a sharp point like a penny novel villain.  And being on the girl's own face, the ink would be impossible for her to see but obvious to everyone else, like the pranks done to university students who passed out in awkward places.<br/><br/>That finished, Arianna turned back to more important things: notably the two women with her, and to a lesser degree the newly arrived missive.