<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/b/4/H/zb4H/pfdf1tn.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Pantea Artemisia</span></em><br/>HP 52 (Current HP 52)  AC 21</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Inn, Praven</strong></sup><br/><br/>The answers  given once again illicit no show of emotion.    Pantea would simply bow her head looking downward upon the table as Cyrus gave the catgirl a gold coin.    Looking up with the return of Aillon,  as he comments.  Her head raises and gaze flickers to the server catgirl, who now serves the table of other nekos.   After a few moments turning to look to Cyrus and then  Aillon.<br/><br/><em>"They are almost a idea dream females.  Horny promiscuous and very willing it would seem.   Except they represent a death of this city,  the fall of the kingdom.   For they are sterile, other then licentious they have no value to society. For they don't propagate society.    The convenience of not worrying if one has begot one with child.  Will slowly and widely turn especially as time passes  and mortality is realized amongst the male population.    So which leads to my next thoughts that have come to me.   How long will I be allowed to walk freely within the city.   I can do what they cannot I can become pregnant.   I and any other female within city and kingdom are simply more valuable.   So how long before the same council of leadership takes away my freedoms and others.<br/><br/>Through finding the very first to change herself might be to impossible a task.   Through finding those who first attempted to treat is likely the path to take in the investigation in learning the exact source of this plague that has swept the city and kingdom. "   </em><br/><br/>A glance is given towards the table of nekos engaged in mewling conversation.  For a brief instant a murderous look flashes.  As if she in that moment simply desired to rip their throats out.   It pass just as quickly as it  popped up.   An once again her bright blue eyes hold a tranquil look within them.<br/><br/><br/><br/>