Sim Keen-Ear (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=602348)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Within the Bloody Fists' Secret Basement</div><div class="spoiler_body">She kept her arms crossed under her breasts, pushing up slightly with the top arm to allow a bit more areola to peek from beneath the supportive cups of her mini-bustier. Her eyes spending a great deal of time admiring the eye-candy the men were providing due to her presence. She nodded as the loin-cloth clad man infront of her explained who the Bull Elks were, the name did ring a bell. <br/><br/>She would frown slightly <strong>"Sadly I do not believe I will beable to stay for the real fights as I unfortunately have some business to attend to tonight. But there should still be time for a couple of good shows."</strong> She ended with a rather lustful grin, the men need not worry about scaring her off or offending her. At least not when playing this persona, this fiery confident thrill-seeker was definitely going to be one she would make a regular. <strong>"Well I think the prize would be better enjoyed if you all have not had the hells beaten out of you. I'm sure even those not receiving it will want to be conscious for it"</strong> She would take a step closer to the lion cloth clad man infront of her, her arms dropping from her chest before her right index finger was raising to lightly caress his bare chest <strong>"Since you've been so helpful, pick your opponent. Bare knuckles, the first one to draw blood gets the reward"</strong> She say with a suggestive smile before stepping back and making room for the coming sparring match. She looked to the bouncer that led her down here <strong>"The reward will require the use of a chair or stool"</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Knowledge Local</strong> At 2013-12-30 05:08:20, Sim (uid: 43146) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=53204)</div></div> </div></div><br/>She returned Serge's waist squeeze with a wide smile<strong>"Glad to see that everything seems to have gone okay with the Wights"</strong>She remained near Serge leaning against her spot on the wall as that handshake had been returned and she listened to the conversation and offered her own questions. She nodded as the Watch Lt answered her questions offering information about the Copper Cup that she already suspected, it did indeed seem to be the best target for the next arson.<br/><br/>She would look to Wren with a friendly smile<strong> "If you do not object, I would like to join you within the Copper Cup. I have a couple of spells that may be useful in finding the arsonists."</strong>A naughty quality tugged on the edges of that friendly smile as Wren mentioned baths<strong>"I do love a good proper bath, may even help us to blend in more easily, as long as we keep ourselves from getting too distracted of course"</strong>She was a bit disappointed that Serge would not be joining them, but the possibilities of sharing a bath with Wren were helping to lessen the disappointment. She wasn't sure how the Swashbuckler felt about her, she could tell that she and Serge were good friends, possibly even sharing a similar relationship as she had with the Magus. Perhaps the three of them could share quite alot of fun together in the future.<br/><br/>She shook her head at the suggestion of getting inside with weapons, agreeing with Brace<strong>"Aye best that we try to blend in as much as possible, try to keep it from being known that we are on Watch business. After all, it shouldn't be that far of a stretch to pose as adventurers looking for a night of fun and entertainment. Though of course, if you have some way to discreetly get a weapon inside, then by all means. But let's not advertise that we are working with the City Watch" </strong>