<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/s_Women_Short_red_hairstyle_zpsd5060ea2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Jasmine Whispers (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1163893)</strong></span><br/>Place:  The afterlife?<br/>Time:  In the dark of the night, last she knew<br/>Tagging:  New friends, Sena<br/>Inventory:  Two pairs of fine clothes, hip high leather boots, tricorner hat.<br/><br/><em>Wisp did her best not to let her face-fall when the wrestling match idea didn't pan out, as she had been quite looking forward to the spectacle.  For a moment, she wondered what sort of minion of a deity of lust didn't immediately support ideas such as that but, remembering that mind-reading might actually be a thing, she quickly diverted her thoughts elsewhere.<br/><br/>Moving over to the armory, once it was made available, she paced up and down the equipment offered.  As she moved, her delicate eyebrows simply kept climbing.  While, sure, the quality of the equipment was far from exceptional, the quantity put a lot of shops she had been in to shame.</em>"Damn.  Well, if this doesn't work out, they're prepared to wage an actual war looks like..."<em><br/><br/>Moving down, the woman begins riffling through the selection of leather armor, preferably leather armor with bright little studs pounded into it.  She picks out the darkest armor she can fine, to better contrast with the virginal white of her outfit, and also tries to find one with a skirt so as not to cover the hip-high boots she had worked so hard to find.  Once her armor was found, the woman would grab a short sword at random and shrugging.</em>"Fair warning... I'm best at traps and snooping out info... but I'm not TERRIBLE in a fight.   Just don't throw me in first!!"<br/>