<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu284/Asherah_photos/Jungle_HalfElven-Druid.jpg?t=1257203555)</td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 3.95em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_u">                    Tae'Laiah</span></span></span><br/><sub>Druid lv 5   HP 37  Flaw Shaky  Character Sheet; http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51233.0</sub><br/><br/>It would appear by the reactions of the other would be purveyors of goods, fellow merchants.  Are just as baffled at the scene of inactivity that currently unfolds before them.   As the buxom half elven female would slow and pause to take things in.   Idly holding the tether of the donkey's in her right hand.  Then transferring it to her grasp of left hand,  held now with the spear already in grasp.   The donkey stands motionless seemingly unphased by anything.      While the large spotted cat also came to a halt, it keenly scanning a look at the various others.  As if sizing up if they would provide a good meal or not, or so it seems.  <br/><br/>With her right hand now free, the half elven leather clad female would shift in stance, reaching down to scratch her crotch.  Showing a unconcern for proper decorum of etiquette amongst a civilized area. Signaling perhaps someone that spent more time in the wilds.  <br/><br/>Relieving a infuriating itch,  I look over to the human girl sitting atop of a carriage as she waved.  The girl adorn with gaudy jewelry would ask if anyone knew what happen.   I am not sure if anything happened.  Regardless I toss a response back in reply.<br/><br/><em>"I am not sure?</em><br/><br/>For now holding the response to just that.   Waiting for all visible to congregate down near the dock and boat.  Through I am drawn with a curiosity for people just don't up and disappear.  With that I drawn my gaze back to the one in red, for it is such a vivid color.  An scratch again, dam this itch.   <br/><br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>