<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2721568#msg2721568">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 09-02-2010, 10:03:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">While reading the messages left on the board. Possible jobs she could take up.   Kachina would think on what Brandy had said.  She would remember the reaction of the half-orc lieutenant at the gate.   If he represented the prevailing wind of the town's mind set.  It would not be long that the madam's house is driven out.   Hopefully this is not the case.<br/><br/>She feel the grope of her ass from the guy.  She toss a quick look back.   She knew they were having fun.  So no harm in it.  So she would simply choose to ignore it.   An not cause a scene.     Through it might embolden the guy.   <br/><br/>However,  she would not think of that.  As she would memorize the locations to go and check out these possible jobs in the morning.  But then perhaps she could check tonight.  Would suddenly pop in her mind.  As she turns to head back to the table. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[Cayden's Hall]<br/>She takes note of each job offer, the addresses and what little details they provided. The yellowed paper is probably too outdated to be of use. From the sell-steel advertisement, it would seem Morglum has hired soldiers through here. The spell-component job was placed by a man named Bragard, complete with address. A store named Crow's Feet has a reward for finding a thief, what was stolen isn't listed.<br/><strong>"Welcome back hon."</strong>, greets Brandy, who had already went through half of her drink,<strong>"I saw they gave you a bit of trouble over there. You ok?"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2721577#msg2721577">Quote from: Lyell on 09-02-2010, 10:07:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sigmunds eye-lids narrowed further as he dropped back into his throwing stance. "So BE it then!" One deep breath, and Sigmund exhaled a chant. "Desna, goddess of fate and fortune, I beg of you in my time of need. Guide destiny's star!"<br/><br/>(Casting True Strike, and for future reference, am I still under the effects of Bull's Strength?<br/><br/> Roll Result: Sigmund rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total Comment: Initiative Result: 3, Total: 4)<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[Mephit Alley - Dead End]<br/>With a flick of the wrist, the halfling starts off the fight by tossing his knife at Sigmund. In his haste, the dagger misses it's mark by just a couple feet. Slips reaches down and pulls out a stiletto from the back of his boot, holding it in front of him.<br/><br/>(OOC: Yep, Bull Strength should still be up.)