<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Paladin_zpsd38ad8ca.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong> Zhara</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=188184.msg9109545#msg9109545)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>End Point of the Warp<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Later<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Shimmering silver breastplate, knee length armored kilt, hair is braided and up under a helm that has a long yellow tail. Big sword on back and short sword on right calf and long sword riding on left hip....all covered by a red talbert with a golden lion's head<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>The group<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A bit over three hours after she left the others a completely different Zhara walks in with two large war dogs at her side...She is bathed and has donned armor...in fact never had she worn all the armor she now has in any of the arena matches she has done...her walk is graceful and sensual yet her purple eyes are completely focused...<br/><br/>Zhara takes a moment to look around the roomand nods to the old man...she barely sways from the effects of the warp as if she has experienced something like it before. She glances around noting each person position and then simply steps forward as if to open the door but her hand pauses at the latch as her eyes narrow [sense evil 60' feet in a cone ahead of her].