<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Keta Ruko</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The foreigner walked through the city streets towards the pathfinder lodge, her fashion as exotic as her Tian Xian appearance. A bright red kimono was draped on her body, and between an unworn sleeve loose behind her back and a high slit cut up the leg for mobility, looked as though it might fall off any moment - though it didn't, of course. Contrasting the scarlet was a prominent tattoo of a green dragon on her bare shoulder. She carried a long glaive, the blade of which was wrapped in cloth for now, and hanging off the tip of the weapon was a well-worn bag with holding her few worldly possessions.<br/><br/>Upon entering the manor she clapped her hands together flat and bowed slightly as she murmured a blessing under her breath. Raising her head she looked over the others already there. "Greetings," she offered in slightly accented Common, "Keta Ruko, at your service."