<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/ff/Musket_lady_by_StreyCat.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Misti Amala<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sand Point Cathedral Square<br/><strong>With:</strong>Dalkaer Lenfer, anyone.<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP:11/11, AC 16<br/><br/>Misti giggled a bit at the thought of tossing the beanbags into real fire.  Her eyes danced and she touched the gnome on the shoulder.  “That would be fun.”<br/><br/>Her eyes fluttered shut and she sniffed, a rapturous smile stretching her sensual lips.  “I smell curry.  Let’s see if we can get some.”  Her eye flew open with the words, and they seemed excited now.  She danced her way through the crowd to the high table and tried to get some salmon from the keeper of the inn she was staying at, who’s baths—she learned last night—were only surpassed by their meals!<br/>