<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90306.msg3950366#msg3950366">Quote from: Anael on 29-11-2010, 09:08:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When she stood before them, his demeanor shifted to that of an appraising merchant or teacher, standing more formally and giving her a look that spoke of judgment and scrutiny rather than appreciation and lechery. Stroking his chin, he walked around her, circling, making her the circle of attention and drawing eyes to her. Standing before her again, Ren's mouth loosened back into his easy smile as he bowed before her, taking her hand and giving it a most gentlemanly of kisses. "<strong>You look beautiful, Sanora.</strong>" His eyes danced with mirth, letting her know that it was in jest as well as sincere flattery, if she cared to look.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Sanora’s cheeks colored with pleasure.  She met Ren’s eyes as his lips made her soft hand tingle and curtsied, “You honor me too much, good Ren.  I am but a humble unemployed entertainer, seeking an audience for which to dance.”<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90306.msg3950509#msg3950509">Quote from: Meliai on 29-11-2010, 10:07:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Very pretty! I'm not sure how long it's going to stay white if you plan on wearing that outside the city, but very pretty none the less."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Sanora flushed all the deeper at more aproval.  "Thank you.  I have a trick for the whiteness."<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90306.msg3950626#msg3950626">Quote from: Shihong on 29-11-2010, 11:19:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The younger girl, <strong>Sanora</strong>, he gave a sidelong glance.  Perhaps a silver-tongued man like Renolf might describe it as 'drinking her in', but to any other it looked like that sort of scrutiny a watch-maker might give a defective clock.<br/><br/>"You've left yourself open on all sides," Ceoluulf said bluntly.  "Unless you plan to 'adventure' your way into a brothel, it won't stand the test of time either."  Another pause.  "Marching order.  You'll be in the middle.  You as well," he said, looking pointedly at <strong>Aylin</strong> and her skirts.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She giggled softly, "Don't be such a stick in the mud, Ceol.  I mean to be back in my chain long before we're back in the wilds."<br/><br/>