<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/5U6RQ.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sapphire Dusk</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong></td><td>Sapphire Dusk (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158658.msg7291419#msg7291419)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Type:</strong></td><td>Solar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Caste:</strong></td><td>Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Motivation:</strong></td><td>Steal Mount Metagala</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Intimacies:</strong></td><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Scarlet Foxes (Loyalty, Devotion, Ownership)</li><li>Alcohol (Desire)</li><li>Men (Lust)</li><li>Women (Lust)</li><li>Personal Fame (Desire)</li><li>Treasure Hunting (Longing, Thrill)</li><li>The Underdog (Support)</li><li>Showing Off (Enjoyment)</li></ul></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Height:</strong></td><td>5'10"</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Weight:</strong></td><td>110 lbs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Skin:</strong></td><td>Chocolate tan skin</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Hair:</strong></td><td>Long black hair, down to the end of her shoulderblades, typically tied with a sapphire blue bandana</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Eyes:</strong></td><td>Golden like a white wine</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><strong>Current Effects:</strong>Any with Ess less than 3 ignore anything out of the ordinary about her and perceive her as having Appearance 6.  (3-Ess) Wp to resist the Illusion effect.<br/><strong>Anima Level:</strong>0<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Fyr, Open<br/><br/>It was amusing watching them all pull down their metaphorical pants in the little game of 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours'.  Dusk was having none of it, for now.  A potential ally is just as easily a potential enemy in her line of work, so she let them all parade their spiritual genitals around on their foreheads.  She grinned between long pulls at her drink, light colored eyes flitting from person to person, they all seemed to have paired in the wake of their mission.  The discussions going on were quite dull in her mind, some were planning their next (first) moves, while others were talking about something regarding the metaphysical state of existence which was slightly over Dusk's head.  The brusque woman, Howl, was an interesting one.  She watched the barbarian more than some of the others since she had only just arrived.<br/><br/>With a heavy, exaggerated sigh she rolled over partially on the couch, bringing the bare skin of her inner thigh to the leg of Fyr who was reclining beside her.  She propped herself up on one elbow as Ivory Hammer's daughter, Lily of the Mountain Brook, was making the next round of orders.  With one hand she crooks a finger at her while the other subtly undoes the string holding her shirt tight around her breasts.  The shirt loosens slightly, though doesn't open enough to do anything more than tease.  "Oh Lily you sweet girl, we could really use some o' the hard stuff now...could you bring up a couple bottles 'n some glasses?" a wry smile crosses her lips.<br/><br/>She laid back down moving one hand to Fyr's belly as she leaned her head in and brushed her dark lips over her cheek into a kiss at the corner of her lips.  "What a promisin' day," she said to the Fae with a smirk, "Free stuff, a chance f'r adventure, 'n th' opportunity to save the whole scavenger lands, that sorta thing doesn't come 'round too often, does it?  Wonder if any o' these other folks has what it takes to keep up..." she grinned again and swept her gaze across the room.  "Well 'least one 'r two o' them look promisin'..." she giggled lightly at her double meaning.