<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/MorenaRothberg.jpg)<br/>Morena Rothberg (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14316523#msg14316523)<br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/PercySocial.jpg)<br/>Percy the parrot<br/></div>Morena maneovered around and managed to find a place to set down her tray. She broke open two scones and lathered them generously with cream and jam, holding one out to Landa and nibbling on the other herself, while gesturing for the other women gathering around the board to help themselves. "Welcome to the Adventurers' Guild, then, Landa! There's never a dull moment here, I can tell you that. Skyspear Island is a never-ending font of trouble and adventure."<br/><br/>She looked over the jobs that Landa indicated. "The modelling job does sound exciting - for one of you young lasses, I'm nobody's muse thes days - but it's strange that they should advertise for it here. Do they just want a model with that 'adventurer style', or did something untoward happen to the last one?"<br/><br/>Morena nodded in agreement with Belgana. "Very true. That poor girl must be in need of rescue, even if her father seems to care more about his cattle. Who knows what they might be doing to her?"<br/><br/>She mused over the board some more. "The ruins do take my eye from an academic point of view. Of course I'm no adventurer myself, but I'd be very happy to advise any ruins-delving parties on history, architecture, ancient languages and the denizens of other planes that they might encounter. For a mere half a share of the-"<br/><br/>The sudden slam of the door caught her by surprise, and she whirled around as the heroine of justice burst into the common room. It wasn't the first time an adventurer had decided to make a dramatic entrance, but Morena had never seen somebody with so many adjectives before! "Oh dear," she muttered. "I do wish they wouldn't do that. It's unprofessional, and that door gets damaged so easily, and so often.<br/><br/>"Oh, and now there's trouble with the band, and - oh my goodness!" She was forced back a step when Brin collided with her, and she quickly put an arm around the tiefling's waist to steady her, almost like a dancer's move in itself. "Oh, I'm quite alright, dearie, don't worry about me," she assured her. "What about you? You're drenched!"<br/><br/>"All wet!" squawked the parrot, fluttering its wings happily. "All wet!"<br/><br/>"Now, Percy, it's not nice to make fun of our guests. Look at you!" she said, doing exactly that, and tilting her head up to take in her full stature. Do you need a change of clothes? There's a room you can change in if you want. I'm Morena, by the way. Have a scone! You look hungry. And shall we take a look at this job board once you're settled?"