<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/681523355576303627/958756556575494194/Kurumi_pinup.jpg)</div>Name:<strong>Melissa Mistwinter</strong>; Level: 1<br/>AC: 14 | hp: 9 | Speed: 30ft<br/>Passive Perception: 14 | Passive Investigation: 10 | Passive Insight: 14<br/>Actions:<br/>Status Effects:<br/>Tagging:<br/><hr/><br/>Melissa felt a little out of her element. She very much preferred urban areas compared to this. But the Lady Eliza had desired it, and if her "mother" so desires it, she was obligated to fulfil her wishes. The outfit she was in now was very unlike the one people normally saw her in. Yes, brown leather pants, black leather boots and a leather corset was definitely not a suggestive red dress. She even wore a weapon at her side, a rapier to be exact. Strange thing was, people noticed that first rather than her change in dress. They had never seen her carry a weapon, at least not an overt one. Sure, she was out of practice but could still wield one well enough.<br/><br/>Melissa was a bard, a gatherer of information and if the job requires it, an assassin or saboteur. Not that her "mother" had required her to kill anyone yet. Stay hidden and expand our network was what she said last, by any means necessary. She looked at her companions and smiled. They did not know her true nature. She knew Brandon the longest and knew him well. He came in regularly to the brothel where she worked. It was the perfect place to gather intelligence for mother. People tend to talk, especially when they were at their most vulnerable. She was not one of the whores. She was a hostess, entertainer and courtesan. She took limited clients, when she wanted and only in her terms. That in itself made her popular, at times too popular. Brandon had saved her from one such incident, not that she needed help of course. But then again, everyone treated her as a helpless damsel in distress. After that night, their friendship grew, she also got to understand his curse. When her mother had contacted her about the scavenger hunt and prize, Brandon was the first she turned too.<br/><br/>The other two goblins and orc, she did not know much about them but believed that she had gotten to know them better during the trip to the Emerald Isles. She believed that the two goblins were spell casters. Yati was a warlock and Chubizz a sorcereress. The female orc, well, she was different. Different and the fact that she could never really think straight when she was close to Kaysha. The goblins love her and she has seen Brandon watch her with desire too. She understood how he felt, at least with regards to Kaysha.<br/><br/><strong>"So do you think the hunt has already started and that the others have rushed out in various directions?"</strong>Melissa's voice sounded eager but she was always one to be patient, unless of course time was a factor. She was one to plan and not rush into things.<strong>"Perhaps we should gather as much information as we can before setting out to find these items. The tavern and market would be the best place to start I think."</strong>She looked around at the hustle and bustle of the market.<strong>"Perhaps they could tell us where the ruins are or where that seashell could be found. What does everyone think? Any ideas?"</strong><br/><br/>