<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WyE9ZjV.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Damira</span></span><br/>Half-Drow Gunslinger/Cleric, 12 HP, AC 18, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1615705).<br/><em>Known for keeping her past to herself.</em><br/><hr/><br/>Damira had been in the tavern earlier, enjoying a modest meal and some ale, when she'd spied a notice regarding someone in need of adventurers. Mouser, was it? She was passingly familiar with the man, he seemed to have a good enough reputation, and she could certainly use the coin. Her dreams didn't come cheap. Besides, where irredeemable evil was to be vanquished, Sarenrae's work awaited. The gunslinging cleric had then finished up her meal, drank down the rest of her ale, and made her way out to go find Mouser.<br/><br/>That lead her to the Champion's Road, heading to the location indicated, south of the ruins. She traveled on foot, with a steady pace, musket slung over one shoulder. As she neared the location, she heard voices, most certainly recognizing the more feminine of them. Perhaps not so intimately as Mouser, though not for lack of trying on Temudaria's part. It wasn't long after she first picked up the voices that she located the source. Spotting two males along with the familiar female, and recognizing one as Mouser, she couldn't help but laugh, giving away her position as she approached the group.<br/><br/>"This certainly seems familiar," she said, with a knowing smirk directed at the other woman, before glancing between the two males, and then looking back to the woman. She cleared her throat and then said, "Well, I HAD come to acquire about work, but if you're up to your usual antics, I can give you some privacy." There was a teasing familiarity to her voice, she was clearly well-acquainted enough with the ranger to be able to greet her in such a playful manner.<br/><br/>All the same, she soon turned her attention to the others, first towards Paan, giving a faint bow of her head as a polite greeting, and then turning to face Mouser, speaking up once more, "If you're not too... otherwise preoccupied, I heard word you could use my musket for some rough work regarding the Emerald Spire."<br/><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">tl;dr</div><div class="spoiler_body">Saw poster, came to ask about job.<br/><br/>Teased Temudaria regarding something seeming familiar.<br/></div></div>