<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>Smelly Sewers<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wren, Serge, any others<br/><hr/><br/>"Of course this is where one of the disappearances was, nobody likes snails, they probably saw some and ran off," she answers Wren with a definitive nod.<br/><br/>"Familiar?  Oh, you mean Mister Squeak," she gives Serge a quizzical look, "yes, as I said earlier, he is quite the interpreter, and an accomplished diplomat.  You could say he's quite the Diplorat!" she added with a giggle.<br/><br/>"This is boring.  Seems t' me that the kidnappers ain't gonna be hidin' in the Sewers proper, but in some kinna tunnel branchin' off.  Like a spider hiding in a hole.  Though looks like they mighta left some breadcrumbs trailin' back to their hidey-hole." she suggests with a shrug, keeping an idle look out without really paying much attention to anything in particular.