<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Vish5.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Banhi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303273.msg14812457#msg14812457)</span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>10/10 |<strong>AC:</strong>15 |<strong>Saves:</strong><em>Fort:</em>2 /<em>Ref:</em>6 /<em>Will:</em>0<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+8 |<strong>Active Effects/Conditions:</strong>|<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>She peered around at the others with a slight smirk on her lips that revealed the point of one fang-like incisor, and then turned to begin walking after the redhead with the giant ax.  In her experience, it was never a good idea to disagree with a well-armed woman who looked like she could crush your head between her thighs.  Not that she planned to say that out loud, they were on a mission and the tale of how she'd come to learn that pearl of wisdom would completely sidetrack the party.<br/><br/>Smirking to herself, she savored the relative desertion of the streets.  She found that many of the people in these northern towns looked at her oddly, as if they'd never seen anything of her ilk before.  One such bold villager had even asked if she were related to orcs or goblins, as if those creatures held a monopoly on being green.  In another village she'd overheard whispers of women born from hags, who were supposedly especially fetching.  She'd taken that as a compliment, rather than assuming the gossips were merely commenting on the fact that she'd been curled in the lap of a deliciously large, young farmer at the time.<br/><br/>Memories of her night spent with that burly, soft-spoken man widened her smile and she rolled her shoulders, hoping that there'd be time to find someone equally hot-blooded to share her bed after they'd done their asking around.