<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/45/Sandra_Winterflower.jpg)</div><br/>Sandra Winterflower (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1166959)<br/><br/>"My name is Sandra Winterflower. I am 110 years old, I am five foot two and weigh exactly 100 pounds, I have no partner..." she blushed, adjusting her harness so she could better cover her lovely breasts from the Captain's view, "I um, I'm not a virgin, I don't think you'd be my type, and I am here because hunting human and orc trespassers in my homeland lost its appeal. I wanted an adventure."<br/><br/>She started to reach for one of her swords, but calmed down quickly once the Captain explained the nature of the local fauna's predations. A preference for women of a certain level of sexuality? Fascinating.<br/><br/>"Hmmm." She said, "That does sound as though it would be worth studying. That said, its been ten years since my last dalliance of the flesh. We shall find out if that matters, I suppose?"<br/><br/>She examined the orb in her hand, and released it, allowing it to float by her head. Already, this journey had become far stranger than she'd expected it to be. She examined the other adventurers closely, and after a moment's pause, she started off toward the inn. It was time to get the lay of the land.