With all the larger and more outspoken constables all gathered together in one room, it was almost easy to overlook Thea. She had chosen her seat carefully, allowing Soulfetter's massive form to screen her from the view of anyone just entering the room.
Her voice was cool- not unfriendly, but simply measured and carefully composed. "I'll add my welcome as well, gentlemen- you can call me Thea. It seems now that the reason behind our esteemed magistrate's sudden charity is revealed- his delay allows you to see if you're ready to join us, and allows us to take your measure as well, before we head back out into the wild. Now tell us, if you will- what skills do you bring to our company?"
OOC: And just a reminder- at least some of us have cleaned off, through the use of a carefully applied Prestidigitation. Given the likely standards of city living, we may be cleaner now than we were when we left.
OOC 2: Description: Thea (who hasn’t answered to or even heard her full name in years) is a small young human woman, both short and slender. She stands no more than five feet tall, and weighs just about 100 pounds. She has long wavy dark hair- a fall of soft black tresses that she typically wears unbound when off duty, and ties into a single no-nonsense braid when in uniform. She has a very pale, almost luminous complexion and big green eyes- she has a wholesome, innocent look to her, which conceals a sharp mind and nerves of steel.
While on duty, she tends to dress in simple, almost severe garb- typically plain trousers, knee-length soft boots, and a high-collared coat of dark fabric- with her uniform surcoat (and possibly a deep-hooded cloak, depending on the weather) over her basic clothes. She also wears soft black gloves, and spectacles of smoke-tinted glass, and she is usually quite fastidious about keeping her uniform clean and neat. Besides her standard issue truncheon, she never wears a visible weapon other than a plain dagger- in general she disdains physical armaments anyway.
