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<blockquote data-quote="Artur Hawkwing" data-source="post: 5566368" data-attributes="member: 50177"><p><strong>Audra Frost, Female Human Monk (still looking for avatar <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> )</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Audra sips from her mug as she stands near what appears to be a game of chance going on at one table. She watches the game for a few minutes, trying to figure out any rhyme or reason to the rules. Finally giving up on that, and taking the stare from one leathery faced sailor as a warning, she takes leave of her spot against the wall and starts to move, just in time for the door to fly open to the kitchens and has a front row seat as a parade of platters, trays and assortment of other goodies pass. She continues to watch them as the trundle by, curious as to what size of army they are intent on feeding with what they are carrying, food that could probably feed half of Ranocchio. Finally she takes her eyes from the spectacle and returns her focus to what is going on around her. She realizes that a place has opened up nearby, a small table sorta trapped between other tables. Winding around she stands next to a chair that affords her a view of most of the room. She opens her cloak to be seated, revealing an off white or gray outfit, the top cut off and seemed just at the bottom of her ribs. Pants of the same color and material, tied off at the waist with a simple cord, extend down her thick legs to the just below her calves, where they appear to have also been cut and seemed. The trimming of the top and pants is dyed a silverish color. Around her neck is a simple silver chain of small links, fitting her thick neck almost as if it were a choker. No charm dangles from the chain. Her entire body looks stout, obviously one used to some form of physical labor, yet it all seems in perfect harmony. Finally seated, she relaxes and rests her right arm upon the table, near her mug, the tips of two fingers rubbing slowly up and down the mug as if a nervous habit.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Artur Hawkwing, post: 5566368, member: 50177"] [b]Audra Frost, Female Human Monk (still looking for avatar :) )[/b] [i]Audra sips from her mug as she stands near what appears to be a game of chance going on at one table. She watches the game for a few minutes, trying to figure out any rhyme or reason to the rules. Finally giving up on that, and taking the stare from one leathery faced sailor as a warning, she takes leave of her spot against the wall and starts to move, just in time for the door to fly open to the kitchens and has a front row seat as a parade of platters, trays and assortment of other goodies pass. She continues to watch them as the trundle by, curious as to what size of army they are intent on feeding with what they are carrying, food that could probably feed half of Ranocchio. Finally she takes her eyes from the spectacle and returns her focus to what is going on around her. She realizes that a place has opened up nearby, a small table sorta trapped between other tables. Winding around she stands next to a chair that affords her a view of most of the room. She opens her cloak to be seated, revealing an off white or gray outfit, the top cut off and seemed just at the bottom of her ribs. Pants of the same color and material, tied off at the waist with a simple cord, extend down her thick legs to the just below her calves, where they appear to have also been cut and seemed. The trimming of the top and pants is dyed a silverish color. Around her neck is a simple silver chain of small links, fitting her thick neck almost as if it were a choker. No charm dangles from the chain. Her entire body looks stout, obviously one used to some form of physical labor, yet it all seems in perfect harmony. Finally seated, she relaxes and rests her right arm upon the table, near her mug, the tips of two fingers rubbing slowly up and down the mug as if a nervous habit.[/i] [/QUOTE]
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