<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/Kyla_Thumb.JPG)</div><br/>Kyla<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC 14 (nude)<br/>hp 6<br/><br/>Perception +2 (Passive +12)<br/>Sense Motive +0<br/></div></div><br/>She spared only a nod for Majet and her constant grubbing for money.  If necessary, she'd pay up the cash from her own reserves to keep her lover happy.  It's not like they were starving or anything, thanks to Daddy and his work.  Amazing, really, just how much cash non-itinerant healers could amass without even being aware of it.  For now, Kyla stood where she was, taking a moment to wiggle her fingers and yoink a small purse from the pile before it vanished.  Sure she could pay up from her own pocket, but in the end... Majet would sulk, and that would make for one cold bedroll in the forest at night.<br/><br/>The parchment itself was of some interest, and she had already started trying to puzzle out what some of the runes were and might mean when they were interrupted by... a very tall elfwoman.  Kyla took a moment to look this woman over, top to bottom.  She had some nice curves on her, but it was also pretty obvious that she too was a warrior type.  Her eyes flicked over the man behind her, and she very nearly sighed.  What was it with Tall People around here?<br/><br/>"Tess, and Narrow.  Well met.  Kyla and Majet," she pointed out who was who as she spoke, "We have a room over there in yon inn, and the mead isn't half bad.  Why don't I buy us a round, and we can settle over breakfast and discuss.  No sense in rushing out with the riff raff and getting ourselves trampled.  We'll do better heading out in the afternoon, and following the corpses."