<div class="floatleft">(https://www.tokkoro.com/picsup/2967903-women-purple-hair-curly-hair-purple-eyes-fantasy-art-artwork-purple-flowers___people-wallpapers.jpg)</div>Name: Tinalia von Grazen (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1726192)<br/>HP: 9<br/>AC: 16<br/>PP: 10<br/>Spells Remaining: 1st: 2/2<br/>Status: None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tinalia had tried to get a cart of emergency supplies for the town, but when people hadn't even heard that Gainsby was really in any trouble, except for a letter from the priest, it was difficult to prove her case and get something going. Regardless, her own abilities could prove useful, and if they truly needed supplies, she could come back with word. She could see the curious stares of the people, her hair provoked that reaction a lot. She didn't mind.<br/><br/>"I don't mind the rain, but I'm not one for storms." She said, smiling at her companions. Her smile never really seemed to falter. Even when she was discussing rather unpleasant topics, like..."Perhaps it's worth all of us skipping the drinks. They may look on me more favorably, but who knows what they serve travelers, regardless if they have tusks?" This was spoken in a low whisper, only audible to her companions, hopefully. "A few questions may not go amiss, I'll see if I can dig anything up." She knew she was good at prying information out of people, at least, information they didn't mind giving. And "where is Deacon Greystones's Church" didn't strike her as a particularly secretive bit of information.