<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0d/Reddresswoman.jpg)</div>Name: Dianna Masek<br/>Tagging: Ixilthuth<br/>Location: Marketplace<br/><br/>Skill: 11<br/>Stamina: 19<br/>Luck: 9<br/>Climax: 0<br/><br/>The silence of the night had always been Dianna's favourite method to relax.  So, as with most nights, she found herself down by the marketplace as the moon rose.  She enjoyed the silence, the way the place was so calm without people bartering and selling.  It was serene and, in her mind, better than any temple.<br/><br/>She stood in the center of the marketplace, her head back slightly, her face towards the moon as a breeze rustled her hair.  Her eyes were shut, and for a few brief moments, all she could hear was the sound of the leaves in nearby trees moving in the wind.  Then, to her horror, the sound of violence.<br/><br/>Dianna's eyes snapped open as her head came around to stare towards the town's edge.  What she saw got her heart pounding almost painfully in her chest.  Her hand went to the small knife at her belt, even as her eyes searched for somewhere, anywhere, to escape to.  There were too few defenders, she had to hide.  She ran to the nearest stall and climbed over the top.  It was little more than a wooden box, but there was a tiny space she could wedge herself into, as safe as she was going to fine.  She clutched her knife in her hand as she waited, and silently prayed.<br/><br/><br/>Roll: At 2014-09-07 03:30:51, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 2d6 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64242)<br/>Notes: Successful in hiding, luck 10->9