<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu284/Asherah_photos/BardLG.jpg?t=1256686916)</td><td><span class="bbc_u">                                                                   <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2.65em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Allie FairFlower</span></span></span><br/><sub>Bard lv 1,  HP 14, AC  15 </sub><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Over near the stage, where Jo stood as Allie asked for requests no one could quite get it together to ask her for anything in particular. But then someone yelled out towards the stage. "Do more dancing!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>No particular request came in for another song.  Through a yell is heard for more dancing.  Allie would acquiesce to the request.  First setting down her mandolin.   She would begin to slowly sway her hips.  In a slow rhythmical seductive motion.  Using the crowds collective breath to set the rhythm of the dance.  A trick taught to her by one of the elder dancers with the troupe.  <br/><br/>   <br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>