<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Bri8_ava_zps8cf447f8.jpg)</div><strong>Ran Fletcher</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YDWtf37GCiBkCfEdON2_YdGI5Gob09laqC0P1SU0fmg/edit)<br/><br/>Ran Fletcher entered the Charming Dryad, spine tingling in eagerness.  The well tanned redhead was tall, hard bodied, and curvacious.  She wasn't afraid to show it, either, favoring a tiny leather skirt and halter, with matching boots and archer's gauntlet.<br/><br/>The redhead looked around.  Emerald eyes danced as she took note of the mad girl and moved up to sit next to her.  She smiled up at the barman and slapped down a silver coin, “Two spiced mead, please.”<br/><br/>She turned to face Miranda and reached across to touch the blond on the shoulder.  “How are you doing today, Miranda?” she inquired, looking into the magician's eyes and pleased to find her reasonably lucid.