Sim Keen-Ear (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=602348)<br/><br/>The pressure of her crossed arms underneath those straining silk & lace clad breasts was causing her areolas to peek from the edges of the busiter's supporting cups. A smiling smirk couldn't help but play over her full lips as the quarter orc took his time in allowing his eyes to wash over her body. Her own eyes drifting down to his crotch in an attempt to see how much he liked what he saw. Just as he was doing, she made no attempt to hide the direction of her gaze. She would offer him a wink as he nodded and turned to lead her into the Tavern's basement.<br/><br/>The sturdy high heels of her boots clicked upon the flooring as she descended the stairs and over the threshold of the Bloody Fists secret basement. Sparkling twin emeralds scanning over the interior of the tavern's basement. She could not stop herself from allowing her eyes to linger upon the half naked men, she felt a little overdressed in comparison to some of them. The greetings of whistling and cat-calls was returned with a waving smile. She would begin to slowly make her way around the room, starting her subtle search of any further secret exits or entrances that may lead further down into another basement or back room.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Search:</strong> At 2013-12-18 04:19:12, Sim (uid: 43146) rolls: 1d20a15 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=52832)  </div></div>