A golden skinned elf girl with shoulder length red hair made her way in.  Even in a world of loinclothed barbarians and chainmail bikinied swordmaids, she looked more like the night's entertainment than a warrior, though a vetran wouldn't miss the slender elven blade sheathed in her cane.<br/><br/>She wore a short pine green skirt and matching bodice that fell to just bellow an expanse of cleavage that was generous on her slight dancer's frame, but would be easily swallowed up by the broad shoulders and hips of the traditional swordswoman.  Her tiny waist was tautly muscled, and her hips slightly flared.  An emerald studded her naval, and a vivid tattoo of a cheetah climbed down her back and around her waist to claw at the piercing.  She wore a golden chucker and dainty forehead chain to match her wrist and ankle bangles, and carried a humble haversack.  Studdying the room, she eventualy found the sign up sheet and danced over.  In elegant hand she enscribed, "Kylessa Hollybough, Bladesinger of the Cheetah School."<br/><br/>She ordered a light evermead from the barkeep, and, upon recieving it, crossed to Sonja the Red and Conrad.  "May I join you?"  Her voice was soprano, slightly piping, two parts sexy and three parts cute.