<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ac/63/10/ac6310fe3114d8ce1653dc6348ca389e.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Ranna Walstad</span></strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2491862)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Tinker's Fancy<br/><br/><hr/>Ranna had taken the top of the wagon during the trip, hands clutching tight as darkness fell and the road became hard for Lutsag to see. When they finally stopped at an Inn she did not immediately follow the others into the building. Instead she took her time gathering her belongings and stood out in the rain letting the growing drizzle wash some of the dust off. Finally entering the Inn she was just in time to join the cheering for free booze. A brief glance at the room, with a stop to stare in confusion at the music the gnomes were playing leads her to wandering over to one of the trip's companions. Half empty mug is set on the bar and her bag at the foot of the stool she claimed beside Shadi, laughter spilling from her at the woman's pout when yet another round was served. "You should drink. It's good after a long trip."<br/><br/>When the bar being boisterous about the festival she nodded at the priestesses questions before leaning in herself. "I have other reasons but the timing was good. Is the festival as the rumors say?" She chews her lip in thought before finishing her first mug and setting it down with a thump. "People and games of all sorts with fun at every corner? That doesn't involve a lass in far too little cloth?" Aldous's blatant flirting with Shadi draws a laugh from her before she shakes her head. "No bit of tree and paint could show the life and soul. You best just enjoying what's before and not hoping for pale images on dead trees."<br/><br/><br/><br/>