Sim Keen-Ear (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=602348)<br/><br/>She watched the tavern for a few moments from a secluded alleyway as she pondered how exactly to approach it. As soon as she had entered the alleyway she had quickly cast a rather helpful spell. While she may have stayed fairly clean while venturing into the sewers, it was better to be sure. Prestidigitation went to work promptly clearing herself of any of the sewer's filth that she managed to collect on the mission. Her eyes continued to study the tavern as the spell worked it's magic ensure that she was completely clean.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before a persona was forming within her mind and she was moving to make the necessary adjustments even as the helpful cantrip was still in the process of performing it's duties. She had directed the Prestidigitation spell to begin with what she would likely be changing first. It had started with her haversack, boots, crossbow and chain shirt before moving onto her vestments and body, so that each would be clean before it was their turn to be adjusted.<br/><br/>Her haversack was slipped off to be placed atop a large crate, her crossbow being placed inside. The City Watch's loaned boots were next, switching them out for her usual high-heeled knee-high boots which were promptly slipped on and laced up. Her mithril chain shirt was soon being slipped over her head to join the crossbow and loaned boots in the haversack before the elven word for 'fashion' was spoken in a hushed whisper. Her vestments changing briefly from a bodysuit into a short leather skirt, her hands immediately moving beneath the skirt to remove a pair of skimpy thongish bikini cut silk panties that tied at the hips.<br/><br/>The command word was once again spoken, the skirt changing into a pair of skin tight leather pants that sat dangerously low upon those curved hips. Not only did the pants fit her lower body like a second skin, but they also exposed a great deal of sunkissed flesh. The leather pants laced closed at the outer side of each leg allowing a nice teasing peek of bare leg. Her upper torso was clad in what she had been wearing underneath her bodysuit, a dark red strapless little silk mini-bustier with black lace cups supporting those large perky twins so wonderfully. The bustier's hem ending just above her naval while the strapless cups kept her upper back and shoulders completely bare. Those 34 E breasts were lifted subtlety while being pushed together to create a deep valley of cleavage as those perky twins seemed to threaten escaping their lace prison.<br/><br/>With the changes to her attire made, it was time to adjust her facial features and body. Her body did not change much however, she stayed with her current height but added a little more weight as her muscles became slightly more defined, not over-done, just a bit more athletic. Her facial structure would only shift slightly as well, keeping a captivating beautiful visage. Her hair changing from a loose messy bun into a long ponytail that reached all the away down to just above those plump southern cheeks. Those luscious locks turning completely crimson as her bangs retreated to only a few wayward tendrils that hung in front of both still pointed ears. Her eyes becoming a bit smaller while their hue changed to an intense sparkling green. The final touches were in the form of several long scars, one over the right side of her face, another along the front of her left shoulder while the third wrapped around her right forearm, it's tip licking at her bicep. The changes taking mere moments to complete.<br/><br/>Stepping from the alley was a bold intimidating yet flirtatious beautiful half-elven adventurer. Confident long strides caused those curved hips to sway as she approached the bar, hopping atop a barstool while placing her haversack on the floor beside it. She would lean forward, offering the bartender a perfect view of her straining cleavage as she would order a few strong drinks before engaging the bartender in conversation. Subtly steering the conversation towards the subject of secret fights in the tavern's basements. She would seem to be looking for a good violent show that would also offer the opportunity for some gambling fun. She would not shy away from those that approached her, her attitude bold and aggressive while she returned each dirty joke or sexual innuendo with some of her own. She was generous with they eyecandy she provided while buying drinks for those that seemed to have first hand experience with the tavern's rumored back-room fights.<br/><br/>She too would offer a curious raising of an eyebrow as she looked around at the sounds of whooshing and muffled screams before returning to the fun at hand. She knew exactly what it was and was hoping that everything was going according to plan down in the sewers and known of her comrades were in danger, but that concern did not translate to show in her expressions. To everyone in the tavern, she was a visiting adventurer who wasn't afraid to get rough, loved to flirt and jest while being quick to buy drinks for new friends.<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">Prestidigitation Cast<br/><br/>Bluff: At 2013-12-14 05:00:53, Sim (uid: 43146) rolls: 1d20a16 Result: 31 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=52751)<br/><br/>Gather Information: At 2013-12-14 05:01:17, Sim (uid: 43146) rolls: 1d20a16 Result: 25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=52752)</div></div>