<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://tobiasmastgrave.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/darksorceress.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Mara<br/><strong>Location</strong>Don't Fall Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Gretch<br/><strong>Content</strong>Angry words. And plans.<br/><strong>Current Stats</strong>AC 15 (13 armor, 2 dex), passive Perception 10,<br/><hr/><br/>Mara's anger fades as Gretch's hand raises her head up, cheeks filling with a bright red as he lists the things she did wrong. Lips twisting in a frown she gives a small, jerky nod as her teeth worry her lower lip. "Best place I'd found there. An' least the bint got kicked too." Her frown grows even more, the glow in her eyes brightening even as a rumbling growl slips from her.<br/><br/>"Not happenin'. I'll burn that place down 'fore stayin' there." Chewing at her lip once more she rocks back on her heels. "Got a little gold... Not 'nough. Specially ta pay ya back... Should be able ta find somethin' though. Couple o' the other 'prentices talked 'bout how much they earned playin' as adventurers."