<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/o3MNby8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Muineth (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13417209#msg13417209)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Three Sisters Tavern, C9 to K12 to R9<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shahazadi, everyone in bar.<br/><strong>HP:</strong>34/34<strong>Lay on Hands:</strong>4/4<strong>Bastion of Good:</strong>1/1<br/><strong>AC:</strong>AC:14/18, TAC:12 , FFAC:12/16, CMD: +18 (wearing Leather and not her Breastplate)<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +6, Init +2, Perc +0<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Muineth followed her friend, Shahazadi towards the Three Sisters Tavern, using her taller form to provide cover from the weather to her shorter friend.  People in Mirtan had been complaining of the unseasonal cold this Lassathian.  She grew up in Isadora, where this was considered a nice day, although the rain was making it uncomfortable.   Shahazadi had talked her into going to the Three Sisters tonight, spend time with friends and be around other people.  The green haired elf had agreed, Shahazadi thrived when she had people around her, an audience to impress and play too.  For Muineth, going out was an exercise of caution and holding her auras in.  As a Paladin of Neau Nutrai, she granted several abilities to hep protect others, unfortunately the world still blamed the gods for the War of Portals.  If people were to discover she was a paladin, she would be hunted down and killed.   Fortunately, Neau understood why Muineth couldn't declare her connection to Neau as paladins of the past used to, when it was considered an honor to be an agent of the gods and goddesses.  She had to hide herself and save one person at a time and reveal herself to the trusted.  She had revealed her divine abilities a couple of times in the process of saving people's lives and fortunately they had been grateful enough that they have never said anything to anyone about how and who rescued them.  The only person who has accepted her and stuck around was her petite friend Shahazadi.<br/><br/>Which was why she was out in this rainy weather and heading toward their favorite tavern in hopes of running into some of their friends.  She wished she could have worn her breastplate, just in case.  But if she had worn her breastplate, people would have paid more attention to her and wondered what or who she was protecting herself from.  She did have her trusty shield with her, strapped to her back and under her cloak.  It would make for a rude surprise to anyone trying to stab her in the back and she could have it on her arm and ready for action in seconds if needed.  Otherwise she was wearing her standard leather overtunic, a flowing skirt and her stomping boots.<br/><br/>Grinning as her young friend skipped ahead of her to the entrance of the Three Sisters Tavern, the green haired warrioress kept her stride even and sure in the muddy roads.  She arrived at the porch for the tavern just in time to get sprayed with water as Shahazadi shook out her cloak.  The grin and shrug from her friend was matched with a shrug back as Muineth shook her own cloak out and lowered the hood of her cloak to reveal her long, braided green hair and insightful green eyes.  Stepping forward as a gust of wind blew drops of rain close to her, the elf maiden stepped forward into Shahazadi's space and smiled as she felt her petite friend's arm slide around her waist for a quick hug.  She laid one arm around her friend's shoulder to return the hug.  Despite their rather large height difference, the two fit together very comfortably, Muineth could lay her arm across her fox friend's shoulders comfortable and Shahazadi could lay her head on the elf's bosom casually.  Smiling as the fox lady kissed the top of her bosom, she winked in response to the mischievous smile full of promise sent her way, that promise might be why she acquiesced to coming out tonight.<br/><br/>And then Nip squirmed up, in protest of getting mushed by the quick hug the two had been sharing.  The little fox was excited to go to the tavern as Shahazadi, the little scamp always managed to sneak food from everyone.  The little thing was cute, Muineth might have been guilty of sneaking the little fox some food, here and there.  After Shahazadi got her little friend calmed down, she followed her enthusiastic friend into the tavern. She stepped in quietly after her friend as the fox lady did her big reveal, twirling her cloak around herself as her fox features were revealed from the illusion the cloak laid over her sexy friend.  The cloak allowed Shahazadi to appear as human, which helped both of them immensely in their dealings with others.  Beastkin and Elves were not the most respected or liked of races, so having Shahazadi able to appear as human was a great boon to them and it gave her the chance to put on a little show of revealing her real self to people, like she was doing now in the Three Sisters.  Muineth smiled and caught the cloak as Shahazadi did her big tada moment and bounced off to greet friends.<br/><br/>Muineth had used Shahazadi's big entrance to quietly enter the bar while everyone else was looking at the fox lady reveal her beautiful features and fluffy tails.  People paid the most attention to people as they entered a room, once someone was in a room, they generally only received casual observations.  And Muineth needed all the help she could get in remaining unobserved.   Standing at a toned and muscular 6'4" with perfect proportions and a perfectly symmetrical face, people stared at her all the time.  And while she looked to be an elf, the Aasimar blood in her family was in full bloom in her, something else that was bound to get her hung if people figured it out. Fortunately she was of elf descent and that helped hide her Aasimar perfection, since people thought of elves as being physically perfect.  She had a tendency to wear clothing that was loose and covered her up, but without being bulky or inhibiting her movements.  She usually wore her hair with bangs hanging down to break up the symmetry of her face, small things that would make her less remarkable.   She tried to tread a fine line between being unnoticed and not hiding.  If people thought she was hiding herself, they would start wondering why.  Her physical perfection, her size, her bearing and confidence called out for people to notice her whenever she entered a room, which she didn't want.   She just wanted to be unnoticed, part of the background.  As she moved toward their regular table to grab a seat she noticed the knight sitting there already and turned her movement to a walk toward the bar as Shahazadi greeted Amelia and then LLyra.<br/><br/>Nodding a greeting to Amelia, she kept walking toward the bar as she scanned the rest of the room, and frowned when she noticed the group of Orcs and Last Swords taking up the north side of the tavern.  Those two groups would need watching and subtly avoiding.  And she then she noticed that Lacia and Calitorn had settled themselves at an empty table right between the two.  They would undoubtable invite Shahazadi and her to join them, not knowing that Muineth had reason to avoid Orcs, only knowing that Muineth was an outcast elf, but not knowing why she was outcast.  Returning LLyra's friendly wave with one of her own she continued to the bar as she considered where was best to sit.  In the opposite corner to where she and Zadi usually sat was an elven couple she had seen at the tavern before, they looked cute together, the scoundrel doting on the beautiful woman sitting in his lap.  They had never spoken before, the two there to be together and not there to interact with others.  There were three other tables clear, but they were either close to the Orcs or the Last Sword, another group that would jump at the chance of hanging her if they figured out what she was.  Of the the choices available, all were bad, she might as well join Lacia and Calitorn and hope for the best.<br/><br/>As she got closer to the bar, she waved hello to Yira and noticed another elf in the tavern, this one sitting alone with his hood up, probably trying to hide that he was an elf or at least make it less noticeable, as most elves traveling the wide world did nowadays.  She didn't think much of the elf, it was unlikely any elf hunting her has travelled this far from Isadora to find her.  She leaned against the bar and got Felicia's attention,<strong>"Hello Felicia, how are you doing tonight?"</strong>She greeted the friendly bar owner,<strong>"Shahazadi and I will have a light meal; cheeses, sausage, and fruit if you have any with wine and cider."</strong>As she fished out the proper amount of coin, she leaned forward slightly while looking over at the rowdy Orcs and the Last Swords discreetly,<strong>"How are the crowds tonight?  Everyone too miserable with the weather to do anything but huddle over warm food and their drinks?  Or happy to be out of the cold and looking for any excuse to stay inside?"</strong>