The door opens to reveal a small drow woman, not quite a half foot over five. She is quite perky, wears form fitting but modest leather armor, has a boyish pageboy white haircut and striking violet eyes. The most obvious feature, though, is that she lugs around a huge bloody crossbow. It's almost as big as she is!
-''No sir, this is not a huge bloody crossbow. It is an arbalest! Get your weapons straight!'' she snaps at the bouncer. ''And it is out of the question that I check it with you. Nobody touches my baby but me!''
-''Look, lady, we don't want any problem with your kind...'' says the bouncer warily.
''My kind? You mean arbalestier? We always get discriminated!''
-''Uh, No, I mea...''
-''A woman? You mysogynistic pig!''
-''You know what I mean!''
-''A poor tipper? Well, who can blame me, with this service...''
-''A DROW!'' shouts the bouncer. ''We want no problem with drows.''
-''Of course I knew you meant drow, you colossal jackass. Stop fretting. I am one of those 'good drow', all right? I steal from the rich and then don't steal from the poor. I never sacrifice people to the spider queen and I hardly ever sacrifice people for gold. I own no whip, just handcuffs, I capture no slave and I never castrated anyone despite sore temptation. Hell, I don't even wear a c*ck teaser outfit! What more do you want from me?!'' she asks indignantly.
-''Right... so... Just don't cause any problem, okay?''
-''Sure thing, sweet heart.'' she says happily, her mood shifting like mercury.
She moves into the room with a big hopeful smile.
-''All right, gold and fun, gold and fun... where are you?''
[sblock=OOC]This is Charina, a 3rd level rogue, focused on sniping.[/sblock]
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