<strong>Name</strong>: Fyrna<div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/63wvpv.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Unknown<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/>As she was walking through town, Fyrna's attention got pulled to the handsome mage that approached her. Taking a slightly bold pose with one hand on her hip and a slight grin on her face, her ember eyes taking up the mage in front of her.<strong>"<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Not bad not bad</span>.....A pleasure...I am Phyrnariandra Phyronia Sulphoroneus...but you may call me Fyrna"</strong><br/><br/>Listening to his comments about her appearance and how the townfolk might think of her.<strong>"And does the lord mage enjoy gazing upon me. Besides, what's so decent about covering oneself up. It would all be so much simpler if everyone just walked around in the form they were born with....much more fun too"</strong>Her grin becoming slightly bigger after saying the last bit.<strong>"That said, I don't want to be a troublemaker and go against your laws."</strong><em>For now,</em>she thought.<strong>"Perhaps the local mage might assist naughty me into finding a not so public place....to hide my scandalous form"</strong>