<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://tobiasmastgrave.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/darksorceress.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Mara<br/><strong>Location</strong>Don't Fall Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Gretch<br/><strong>Content</strong>Much Confusion.<br/><strong>Current Stats</strong>AC 15 (13 armor, 2 dex), passive Perception 10,<br/><hr/><br/>Gretch's bark has Mara dipping back slightly before she nods, lips curling in a frown at the memory brought up. "Goin' goin'." With a dip of her head she heads back down the stairs only to yelp at the swat, her steps a bit rushed as she goes back down with one hand rubbing at her rear. Making her way to her table she passes close to the excitement and gives a shake of her head.<br/><br/>"Can't say I'd know anythin' seein' as I just got back from playin' wit' the cat." Leaning against the railing she peers at the golden item, head tilting slightly. "Suitor hopin' your dress'll show more?"