(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140715/beautiful-eyes-freckles-ginger-Favim.com-1916759.jpg)<br/><strong>Tasha Ananias (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14416552#msg14416552)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 34, AC: 13, CMD: 14, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 15<br/><strong>Active Spell Effects:</strong> N/A<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Draconic, Dwarfen, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon, Abyssal<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Armiala's Tower<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Mez<br/><br/>Tasha grinned, watching the bandit ride off and mulling over their interactions. There was a certain irony in the girl's insistence that the mesmerist was a good person. But, she really couldn't fault Xana's logic. It was hard to live a normal life with a price on ones head, and pardons cost a lot of coin... even for small-time bandit-girls. The half-elf gave a sigh, reluctantly turning away as the retreating figure finally disappeared into the distance (where even elf-eyes couldn't follow).<br/><br/>It didn't take long to reach the tower, although Tasha was a little concealed when she first laid eyes on its apparent guardian. She certainly wasn't expecting the eyeball-thing to greet her in Elvish, or for its words to serve as a counterpoint for what sounded very much like a small orgy.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Elvish</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Good day to you," the mesmerist began, "I was invited, or maybe summoned would be a better word, to this place by Armiala Aikaten. Is there somewhere I can wait for her to finish... whoever... I mean... whatever it is she's doing?"</div></div><br/><br/><br/>