<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/CYIGi1S.png)</div><strong>Elle "L" Ravalynn</strong><br/><em>Wild Mage (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=688420)</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Waterdeep, with guards and other people<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ghaazala, Cail<br/><hr/><br/>Making an impotent whimpering noise as she slowly reaches after the boot that Cail is stealing away from Mister Squeak--who seems perfectly fine with the situation--she gives Cail her best 'I'm sad and you should fix it' look.  Of course its hardly very effective at her age.  "But, now Mister Squeak will get all wet and smelly..." she points out just as the rat climbs back up her arm and hides itself in the hood of her cloak, likely to take a nap.<br/><br/>"Well, lovely t' meet ya," she replies to Ghaazala, turning in her seat to face the Tiefling.  "Are you suuuure it won't scorch my tongue?" she inquires before continuing, "I'm 'L'."  She then squeals with delight upon seeing Ghaazala's feet, "Haha, I like yer feet, mine are boring<em>normal</em>feet."<br/><br/>"Are we going now?  I think the boy-lady needed time to read his boring book."<br/><br/>She leans over closer to Ghaazala to whisper conspiratorially to her, "Do you have any idea what she just said?" she asked, pointing towards Adrian.