<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/5NunTuC.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Ming Par'fey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=340366.msg16125087#msg16125087)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Half-Elf/Gourmand<br/><strong>HP:</strong>22/22<strong>Armor:</strong>1<strong>XP:</strong>1/7<br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strength:  9 (+0)    Constitution:  16 (+2) Dexterity: 16 (+2)<br/>Intelligence: 13 (+1) Wisdom: 8 (-1)        Charisma: 12 (+0)<br/><br/>Refined Palette: "change body shape" and "boneless flexibility"</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Ming watched closely as the orc tossed his weapons aside, studying to see how sincere his surrender was. Once she was convinced he was telling the truth she would slowly lift her foot off of him, a motion that gave the orc a nice long look directly up her dress. In the flickering light of the nearby bonfire he could see the thin silks that covered her precious flower, though it seemed the garment was only just barely managing it's job of keeping the girl decent, "alright girls they've had enough, the fight's off" Ming shouted after the orc called off his own goons, and because of how the other side's parley had timed out she didn't even notice that no one had heard them.<br/><br/>"Alright big guy. be on your best behavior" she said, offering a hand out to help lift him up. After doing so she would usher him to follow as she crossed through the veil, arriving just in time to catch the dragonborn's explanation, "see? I told you they weren't highwaymen, they're treasure hunters!" she exclaimed with a knowing nod, flashing the group a smile, "Look, it seems pretty obvious there's been a couple misunderstandings here, and everyone was a bit jumpy. But since no one's seriously hurt, why don't we just call it even?" she suggested, giving Morgan a calming pat on the back and graciously taking off her apron to throw it around Machiko, providing some cover for those delicious dragon donkers.<br/><br/>"Now, before all this fussing and fighting started, I was actually planning to whip up a big dinner for everyone. So if you boys are willing to set aside your weapons and act like gentlemen, then I might be willing to cook up some extra helpings" she said, apparently quick to forgive and forget. Then again Ming had been arguing for diplomacy in the first place.