(https://i.imgur.com/VobpAmm.png)<br/><strong>Djanet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14422726#msg14422726)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:  44/44; AC:  18; Burn:  0; Postcount:  9</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Mage Tower Ain'und, Valenland<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Ashley, Harriet, Tasha, Mez<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Using Blank Slate to give 2 Ranks (half level) in Knowledge Local to make the knowledge check for the Pink Dragon, which makes it trained temporarily and grants a whopping +2 total to the roll.<br/><br/>Roll:  At 2018-10-22 16:42:48, Re Z L - Djanet (uid: 39480) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125719)  Total flub!<br/><br/>Whoops, left off the +5, but that only brings it to 11 anyway.<br/></div></div><br/>She regarded Tasha's general business-like demeanor with a little pout in her direction, "Well I suppose<em>one</em>of us would end up being more prudish than the others..." she suggested with a playful tone, perhaps just to goad her into trying to prove her wrong.  "But I<em>guess</em>I can put my clothes back on if you insist..." she added with an exaggerated sigh of exasperation.<br/><br/>She moved over to her bag, which certainly seemed at least a little small for whatever it was she may have stashed away inside, though perhaps her idea of "clothes" really wasn't very concealing.  Her hips swayed as she went with a little practiced movement designed to draw attention to her--where it really belonged after all--before bending over to go through the various pockets of the Haversack.  She listened to the others as she began to pull out a few items here and there, obviously taking her time getting what she wanted for anyone that understood the basic mechanism of the magical sack.<br/><br/>"I came here from Maldur," she interjected when it sounded like they were trying to decide on what to do, "Never heard of this "Dragon Pink" or whatever," she added, "It is such a lovely place, though, we should go visit it again."<br/><br/>Now she was standing up once again and slowly putting on her clothes, and surprisingly a chain shirt which magically converted itself into some kind of silky shirt beneath her kimono.  "Better?" she asked Tasha, who had insisted on getting dressed in the first place, following a short spin to show herself off with a mischievous grin.