<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-4.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/w/m/h/N/wmhN/slaveelvenA.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 36pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Talanna</span></strong></span><br/><br/><strong>Elven, pleasure slave, cutpurse<br/><br/>HP 9  (current 9) AC 14</strong><br/><br/>Character sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8655)<br/><br/><br/>The outburst is ignored with not even a glance towards the half elf.   The others would begin to chatter amongst themselves.   The one with the outburst it is his companion that draws a lot of attention.   This causes a cast glance for a moment.   A dismissive look as if of indifference, perhaps even of disgust.    The look through is only momentarily.<br/><br/>She look to the coin she danced over her fingers,  slowing the coin.   She would address the lord.  As the coin now slowly flipped over her fingers.<br/><br/><em>"If this were a rock my lord,  you could flip it over and it would still be a rock."</em><br/><br/>Unless directly asked,  she would not venture forth anything.    For now remaining aloof sitting at the progenitor's table of this gathering, Asleod.