<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div><strong>Lydia Halfshade</strong><br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Hp 02/16<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>2/3 1st level spells<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lydia had never really considered herself to be particularly seductive, but they did need to get out of this place (and quickly). The inquisitor shrugged, how hard could it be? With an effort, Lydia added a slow sashay to her gait, making sure to keep her expression a little more pouty than usual. She remembered seeing some dubious etchings in Sister Jessica's cell, after the 'incident' and that was definitely the look for which she was aiming.<br/><br/>The half-elf weaved through the crowd, running the flat of her palms over her curves and being certain to make eye contact with the unpleasantly bearded human as she approached. Lydia didn't want to appear too eager, and shortening her stride allowed the inquisitor to time her approach until one of the serving wenches was near enough to make their collision appear accidental. The silver-haired woman tried to look demure as she seemed to stumble into the precariously balanced drinks.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bluff: 16</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 1 to the total<br/>Comment: Bluff<br/>Result: 15, <br/>Total: 16</div></div>