<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu284/Asherah_photos/BardLG.jpg?t=1256686916)</td><td><span class="bbc_u">                                                                   <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2.65em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Allie FairFlower</span></span></span><br/><sub>Bard lv 1,  HP 14, AC  15 </sub><br/><br/>Suddenly jostled as she is bumped by the white or silver hair young man.    Who appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties, much as she was herself.  The brown haired beauty would flash a engaging genial dimple smile.  For a instances she is tongued tied.   <br/><br/>The moment would pass as she took in the young man and his appearance.     <br/><br/><em>"Oh it's alright, I am so sorry myself.  I can be a klutz at times, a real scatter brain. "</em>  She slightly stammer out,  then as if second thought.  <em>"I am Allie,  is there a inn in town?"</em><br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>