Sim Keen-Ear (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=602348)<br/>Private Investigator<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sim had a habit of melting into the background, it was almost second nature to her(sometimes even subconsciously). So it was entirely likely that Adrian and Shezeerade simply had not noticed her when the introductions were made, after all her only greeting at been a silent nod. She certainly wasn't attempting to make anyone feel snubbed, especially any new arrivals to group. The first time she really made her presence known was the playful remark towards Wren regarding the pinching of the Swashbuckler's wonderful rear end.<br/><br/>She really did seem to lose herself during the Scrying, standing to the side while leaning forward slightly. Once the Scrying had concluded she would proceed to move towards the crate, reaching in to grab herself a wooden stake and flask of holy water. An empty chair at one of the ends of the long table was then selected, her haversack and crossbow being freed from her shoulders to rest under the table(after the flask and stake were placed within the haversack) in front of her. She would turn the chair to face the others as she got comfortable, those long legs once again crossing as they always seemed to have done in these meetings.<br/><br/>She did not say much, she was about to object to the Teleportation plan when Adrain offered an alternate that was less risky. Sim mostly preferred to watch and listen, after all it was much easier to observe when people forgot you were there. Her eyes kept being drawn to the new to-heavy woman as she offered subtle hints about her skills and abilities. She couldn't help but quirk a brow at some of the claims, which really only seemed to raise questions rather than answer them. She kept her questions to herself though, taking it as a challenge to find the answers, she loved secrets. Already her mind was making guesses and outlining possibilities.<br/><br/>She too wondered if any magical enchantments had be used on those almost comically huge breasts. As far as her favored persona's fairly large breasts were concerned, she was rather fond of them and thought they were an exquisite example of naturally grown perfection. She couldn't help but ponder a question; why someone would attend this type of meeting wearing nothing but an outfit that seemed to consist of string and scraps of cloth. Though she did certainly agree with the top heavy woman's views on violence. Of course as she wondered and pondered, she was sure not too allow her gaze to linger upon Shezeerade too much.<br/><br/>Though as the conversation continued between them all, she did not let her internal ponderings distract her from absorbing all the information that was being offered. While she could have cast Invisibility upon Adrian's new helper, it was one of the spells that she depended upon the most and always made sure to prepare at least once. She was just about to reluctantly open her mouth with the offer when Wren made the suggestion to consult the Watch. Wait...did Wren not know Sim was also a wizard? Thyriellentha's remark only echoing her own increasing curiosity regarding the overly top heavy woman's hinted abilities. Though it was entirely possible that illusion was one of Shezeerade's opposed schools, that is of course assuming the woman is a wizard. The next surprise(and yet another raised question) came with the transformation of the string lingerie into a red robe. The woman seemed to possess a similar item as her Vestments of Many Styles.<br/><br/>She almost sighed externally as Shezeerade's report was given with so little information provided, it really did seem she was only spending the least effort she could get away with. And now wanting to leave for a bath in the middle of a planning meeting? Where did Adrian find this chick? It was a struggle not to allow her bewilderment not to show on her face and in her body language, anyone else would be face-palming. She couldn't help but nod in agreement to Wren's harsh words. It then seemed as if a fight would break out as Shezeerade proceeded to attempt to treat Dale as a child only to get a justified reaction from the armored Crusader. Yet the top-heavy woman raised even more questions about herself by referencing being a mother of three. She doubted the woman carried much about dignity when dressing in such revealing string lingerie, though her being a mother was rather convincing.<br/><br/>The beautiful investigator simply shook her head at Serge's question<strong>"Necromancy is one of the schools I chose to neglect studying in order to specialize more heavily on others"</strong>She couldn't help but grin at Serge's flirting, always the lady's man. She was actually relieved when Shezeerade left the meeting, glad to be getting a break from the distraction the woman provided while seeming to be quite the amateur. She wasn't sure what to make of the top heavy mother, so many questions raised by the way Shezeerade seemed to always avoid giving a clear answer. She offered Wren a wide appreciative smile while nodding in agreement.<br/><br/>Shifting her attention to Aldros, her voice was once again heard<strong>"While that is a good suggestion, it may not be needed depending on what Adrain's familiar finds"</strong><br/><br/>