<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/Firegirl_with_tattoos.jpg)</div>Shajira was of a mixed attitude regarding her affiliation with The Downed Harpy. On the one hand, she really enjoyed Slail and its environs, the view was nice and it sure was a pleasant area to come home when she was done with her latest mission. But on the other hand, it was almost too laid back, and she worried that she was taking things a little too easy if she were to hone her skills to the level at which she desired to perform.<br/><br/>Still, that was where she was for the moment. And she fit in well enough, wearing nothing more than a small red vest which barely covered her nipples, along with a very skimpy black bikini bottom and black thigh high tights which had apparently seen their fair share of wear(unless the holes were intentional). The tattoo of a flaming firebird dominated her right arm, drawn so realistically it almost seemed alive, its eyes seeming to shift as the ifrit sorceress sauntered into the tavern on the arm of her boyfriend. Large red hands were tattooed on her fairly large breasts, and there was a small flaming V marked between her groin and her navel.<br/><br/>She turned to the man with which she entered, "Nice to be home again, isn't it?" she bit her lip, knowing full well that neither of them really thought of this as home, but something had thus far compelled them to remain in their rather idyllic surroundings rather than seek loftier positions elsewhere. It was something that remained largely unspoken, as if to put it into words might break some kind of spell and force them to seek other options. But even with all that, Shajira was happy, and perhaps that was all she needed for the time being.