<div class="floatright">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/2458078-dragon27scrownelf.png)</div><br/>Lauriel La Lena (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=212401)<br/><hr/><strong>Tagging:</strong><strong>Evan</strong>,<strong>Tailor Couple</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Legend</div><div class="spoiler_body">Green = Elven</div></div><br/><br/>Evan's green joke seemed lost to Lauriel as she stood transfixed at her fellow wood elf' manly member in what seemed like an eternity.  She only reacted at the urgency he brought up as the tailor couple approaches their booth and practically announcing their arrival.<br/><br/>"Huh?  Right!  I-I'm on it."<br/><br/>She took the pants and hurriedly left the cubicle and rushed out to meet the pair outside, awkwardly stumbling upon them.   With difficulty the elf girl tried smiling for the two, hoping to make it look that nothing was amiss.<br/><br/>"Um, her it is, my a-a betrothed's  pants!  He a-a told me you know what to do to them.  Um, so a, here you go..."  She handed the lower wear to the elf woman.  "Um, so, what are these post-wedding rituals you a speak off.  Since I'll be a wife-to-be...<em>Aww, crud!  This is so embarrassing!</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Deception</div><div class="spoiler_body">Disadvantage on Deception towards the couple; rollls 14 and 20; 14 might not cut it...</div></div>