<div class="floatleft">(http://ist3-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/2/Y/q/T/2YqTG/!epc13.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Charna</strong></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>26<strong>AC:</strong>17<strong>Passive Senses:</strong>16<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Convivial<br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=221737)<br/><hr/>A typical night at the Dragon's Nest, the usual fare of debauchery in abundance.   Spirits and narcotics flowing freely.    The haze of smoke dimming the lighting in the room.   A continuous clatter within the room under the drone of myriad of conversations being had at the same time in the common room.<br/><br/>Weaving in and out of the bustling room.  Is a serving wench, a elven maiden.   Tall curvy beauty,  with a natural grace dancing around the tables with a tray of drinks held high over her head in one hand.  Nary a drop is spilled as she deftly avoids the subtle groping grabs.    Her hips moving in a saucy flirtatious sash shay.     Through not your typical serving wench.  For this busty elven beauty is wearing naught but a kitchen apron.   Her chestnut brown hair in dreadlocks bouncing with her gliding step around the tables.   Bare ass backside flashing for the entire inn.   No one would say anything,  at least not the locals.   For the wood elf is a patched Dragon,   a local.<br/><br/>Of course everyday brought new visitors.  Those arriving to become steady clientele and those just passing through.    As she whisks through coming to a stop at a table.   She set down the order round of tankards full of ale to each at the table.  With a deft quickness and dexterity.    At the same time scooping up the empty tankards.    While in that moment,  a group of visitors passing through,  well imbibed with drink.  Get a bit frisky and reach out across and cup the sex of the elven serving wench Charna.<br/><br/>All knowing eyes dart towards anything lose around the busty curvy Charna.   Who has quite the reputation for being capable of picking up anything loose and turning it into a weapon.   Her eyes dart towards the tray of empty tankards.   A gleam flashes within them.   At the same time she gives a wiggle of her derriere as she brings the tray up to carry over head.  With a flourish she disengages from the grope hand between her thighs.  Trailing her silken folds along his fingers in the process as she whirls from his grasp and gives a flirtatious smile before addressing the offender and his compatriots at the table.<br/><br/><em>"Ye' all be needing a refill.  What ye be drinking?"</em><br/><br/>The offending porter would in a semi drunken state continue to reach out and attempt to grope.   But fully aware now, with practice ease of one who is use to serving in such environment.    Charna easily avoids further touches in this scene.   As the group rattles off what they want in refills.<br/><br/>The half elf  Penne would whisk into the common room, coming through the kitchen of the place.   A genial nod filled with a sisterly warmth towards the other.  Is flicked towards the younger half elven maiden  Penn.<br/><br/>With the ordering finished,  Charna spins and heads off to fill the order.  While other tables clamor for her attention.  It as always is just another busy night, that will keep her hopping back and forth.    As for the lucky porter.   It is rare that she indeed did bap anyone for wandering inappropriate grope.   She had her little intrinsic idiocies and well going nude or nearly such was one of them.   She felt closer to the world with doing such.  An she was no fool,  especially having been around human dominated settlements they were always prudish with such open nudity.   Besides if she brained everyone that looked or touch her,  who the hell would she serve.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>OOC:</strong>Roll Result: Charna rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total<br/>Against Difficulty: 11<br/>Comment: Charna CMB vs CMD of a Porter commoner 1st level escape groping<br/>Result: 15,<br/>Total: 18 Versus TN: 11 Success<br/>