(http://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1442369342759.jpg)<br/><strong>Raya Vorson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292158.msg14348383#msg14348383)</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC: 16 HP 70/70 <strong>Spells Active:</strong> Vocal Alteration <strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Skald <strong>Perception:</strong> No <strong>Initative</strong> +1 Spells used: 1 grade I, 0 grade II Bardic Music 21/21 rounds</div></div><br/><strong>Lunescross, coaches<br/>Tag:</strong>Demidicus, primarly<br/><br/>"It seems the orcish fellow doesn't like you." She said, behind a cupped hand. Well, Demidicus provided her with some interesting intel on the city. "Yeah.. most people don't appreciate trading with sneezes in a bottle." She shrugged, then averted her eyes and giggled shily at Demidicus offer. As if she'd lay with a man that had not proven his strength to her.<br/><br/>"Exotic music. hrmnn.." She pondered a proper song.. the ones she knew best were those of her people, but which of those would not give her away...<br/>She tilted her head, bemusedly, at the idea of orgying until death. In a way, it was not too different from her own faith, though hopefully with less bloodshed and weaponry.<br/>"I guess it's good for stamina, certainly. A kind of un-natural selection. Errr.. literally. The weakest don't procreate." Yes, it was decently like her worship. If more .. perverted.<br/><br/>She raised her brows briefly, after listening on. "Well.. err.. I guess getting along with one another without being overly-.. recruity is a good thing, yes. I prefer people being nice to me, naturally." The last time they had not, she had to drop her disguise early and it had been a huge mess, after all.<br/><br/>"I come from the far north, so err.. that's why I'm not afraid going to the whole undead.. place." She decided to share, a little. She had judged Demidicus to not be a good person necessarily.. but he was honest about his nature and that was enough for her.<br/>"In a way it's not all that different, but the land is harsh and the people are harsher. And this is reflected in our songs and tales of course. We also don't have an organized leadership or church. Well, there is a shared faith and a shared heritage. And to be clear, some have united the clans, by trying to conquer Iobaria. But only our clans survive to tell such tales." She said, with pride in her voice.<br/><br/>"To be clear, there are many farmers and fishers and artisans, keeping the tribe alive, but the profession people strife for.. is warrior. This too, is mirrored in our songs and tales.<br/>Heh.. err.. sadly, only the strongest of women are allowed to join the men as warriors.. and now well.. err, here I am, singing songs." She chuckled.<br/>This was her favourite way of lying. Not that she wasn't skilled in deception but some people paying close enough attention could not be fooled by straight up lies. However, telling two truths and letting her listeners come to wrong conclusions.. now that was not her fault at all now, was it?<br/><br/>"Now then..." She mused, whistling a soft tune and pulling forth a small drum somewhere from within her garment, in reality a summon instrument bardic cantrip.<br/>"There are no Ulfen songs for traveling or beginning journeys to dark undead cities... but there are many for going into battle. I could adapt one." She offered.