<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/d/d9/Binala.jpg/424px-Binala.jpg)</div>Binala (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1157437)<br/><br/><br/>Binala spends most of the day just wandering the town, peering into the buildings that appear to be buisnisses and not homes while keeping her ears open for any tasty gossip. In this way does she waste most of her first day upon the island.<br/><br/>As night begins falling she eventually makes her way to the unnamed inn with a light hum drifting from her, the idea of close quarters bothers her none and it's probably cheaper. There's a bounce to her step that keeps her hair swaying and her pack jostling on her back as she slips into the inn, a smile curling her lips. "Hello the house! How much is a meal an' sleepin' spot? Looking ta get an early start goin' in the morning." She dips into a brief curtsey that slides the hem of her short dress up high enough to expose her panties, not that the transparent garb hid them in the first place. "O' course if ya willin' I can play some music for the patrons. Don't have the gift a bard does but I'm not that bad."