<div style="text-align: right;">Abigail                                             (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1143765)</div><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Real Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Druid.png)<br/>Standing over 8 feet tall</div></div>                                 </div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/f7/26/0a/f7260a1e5eac98df28159deb5254505f.jpg)</div><br/>Still a little disturbed by the questions Abigail wandered around the camp with no clear destination thinking where would be a good place to get a drink, something strong to make her relax and forget about the personal questions she had been asked. Before she had any luck though she was approached by an elf and a tall, though short compared to her true height, dragonborn. Her blushing had not disappeared yet and she averted her eyes, one hand on her chest and one on her belly, her thighs constantly rubbing against each other as she offered some company, she clearly was somewhat excited though it wasn't clear why.<br/><br/>Just then another elvish girl approached and introduced herself as well. Did she do wrong to choose disguising as an elf?, she asked herself for she seemed to be attracting all the elf girls around. Perhaps it was that were not so many of them and they just wanted to gather together but it all just made her even more nervous, her fair skin uncontrollably tinging crimson red as she was surrounded.<br/><br/>Not only her nervous attitude but also her clothing and armor gave her away as someone not used to the city or to be surrounded by too many people yet she replied with an unusual answer considering this, "Uh actually ahh I w-was looking for a bar first, somewhere where I could relax. D-do any of you know where I could find one?