Would offer the young man a bright genial smile.  As she turn and rise up.  As she make her way over the packed goods in the wagon. With a light agile step.  As if she had just walked across the street.  Through while the wagon continued to roll along, with the hustle and bustles of the unevenness of the road.   She plop next to him on the bench.<br/><br/><em>"Why thank you fine gentleman. I am Angelique of Rone."</em><br/><br/>She respond with, as she introduced herself.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Roll Result: Angelique rolled: 1d20, adding 13to the total<br/>Comment: Balance check<br/>Result: 13,<br/>Total: 26</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>