<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a2/1d/76/a21d76248c6c02d451b05a74fa34b648--character-art-character-inspiration.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessela Jones (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13418021#msg13418021)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tavern of the Three Sisters, (R10) eventually<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open.<br/><strong>HP:</strong>26/26<strong>Panache:</strong>3 / 3<br/><strong>AC:</strong>AC: 17, TAC: 14, FFAC: 13, CMD: 16<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fort +1, Ref +9, Will +3, Init +4, Perc +7<br/><hr/><br/>The falling rain and chill in the air fit the mood of the traveler, the dark leather wrapped around her form almost blending into the coal smoke and rain. A low and mournful song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITD2Z8pg3cM) poured from her into the waterlogged air as yet another day seeking the scraps of the guilds wore down. Tessela's song dies off as she reaches the tavern, a gloved hand running through the red locks plastered to her face as she takes a deep breath and holds it. As the breath is slowly released she glances around making sure there's none but the dregs lower then even her watching, fingers digging in a pouch and pulling out two sleeves of a fine and practically see-through material. A wry grin curls her lips as she pulls them on, the magic taking effect and swirling around her leathers.<br/><br/>Her heavy and comfortable boots are left alone but the dark, metal studded leather wrapping around her legs and hips seems to wriggle. The material lightens even as it thins leaving her clad in loose pants of soft grey that quickly clings to her legs from the water soaking them. For the most part the top stays leather but tightens into a corset vest styled (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/79/ef/6d/79ef6d07bd27177fdbb987e0cd3302d7--steampunk-pirate-steampunk-corset.jpg) garmet that exposed the white half tunic beneath along her bust. Making sure all was in place she tugged at the fingerless gloves before letting her grin grow. With a nod she pushes open the doors and steps into the bar doing her best to ignore the hair plastered to her face in a very much drowned rat look.<br/><br/>With a bounce in her step she gives Ameila a cheery greeting, her gaze briefly and hungrily roaming the waitress's form. With a shake of her head and a step to the side she focuses more upon the room seeking a table and perhaps company.<br/><br/>The scruffy man with the redhead on his lap looked like trouble. Fun no doubt but trouble. And while the redhead looks soft and cuddly the man's beard gives him a rather uncomfortable air. How in the nine hells does that feel good brushing against flesh?<br/><br/>The partying orcs and the gamblers were skipped over without much thought. Trouble. Far to much trouble. Plus she's not THAT much gold that she can lose it in games.<br/><br/>A frown almost curls her lips as she takes in the group of Last Swords. Guildies to ignore her? Very much pass thank you.<br/><br/>At first it's the dour warrior type seated at the bar looking around that draws her attention, a thought of bugging him even though he looks like he'd rather be left in his cups.  But then!<br/><br/>She spots the silly elf of the shield. The grin that curls her lips is mischevious with a touch of wickedness as she keeps her steps light while crossing the room in an attempt to sneak up upon the green-haired woman that stands a full head taller then her. A wink and a grin are tossed Llyra and Yira's way as she passes the lasses, but soon she slips behind Muineth best as she can. "There ya be!" Lilting and loud her cry may be she's toned it down enough that it doesn't cut through the noise beyond a small area. "Still swingin' with that shield o' yours instead of your blade?"<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dicerolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealth check; A whole 15 against a silly elf with their large ears. Q.Q     At 2017-08-21 19:05:41, Tess Jones (uid: 56505) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=106504)<br/></div></div>