<div class="floatright">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/71956915/LasCover.png)</div><br/><br/>The dark-haired sorceress catches wind of the cooking meat and stops at the fire, kneeling by it, her travel cloak opening to show a considerable amount of pale, exposed flesh.  Ox horns decorated with bangles grow from the sides of her head!  Though it's just a headband holding them on, upon further inspection.  "Well-met" she says with a smile, a sultry edge to her voice.  "The journey was not as dangerous as expected... it's almost a pity" she declares as she gathers up a cut of the deer meat and works her hand in a mystic pass over it before digging in.  "I barely had the chance to use my magics."