<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a7/3d/90/a73d9049f9f46da5e90aa8174a96cb69.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Iclyn (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303516.msg14831483#msg14831483)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:35/35<strong>Status</strong>: Fangirling<br/><strong>AC</strong>:15<strong>Tagging</strong>: Selena, Wren, Orlith<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Save against charm effect<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137081), Fail<br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Iclyn's eyes flashed with intensity at the sight of the Ifritians weapon catching fire, her own hand drifted towards the spear at her back before they fluttered as she began to find it hard to focus, conversing with these abrasive people on this damned wagon. Except for one among them... the goblin in the back weaving such a wonderful, sorrowful yarn with her instrument. A song surely inspired by the Weeping Matron herself! She had barely even noticed the music at first... but now it was all that she could focus on. Iclyn's intense blue eyes lulled as she entered into a daze and could only seem to focus on the music.<br/><br/>Iclyn stepped closer to the wagon, but towards Selena and not Isabella.<br/><br/>"Miss, your music is just so... c-can I ask your name?" she asked with a shy grin, a deep shade of dark blue rising on her cheek to show her fangirl-like admiration and shyness towards such a marvelous, lovely, voluptuous, cute, tender, soft, green, talented performer. "Wren! Come listen! Isn't she just..." Iclyn released a happy, content sigh as she continued to marvel at this goddess of music.