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Message: <blockquote data-quote="perrinmiller" data-source="post: 6021513" data-attributes="member: 88649">Tyrien, Half-elven Archeress<img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/LieraAvatar2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Tyrien had been shopping around among the various shops, happy with getting some better equipment and a second longbow.  The mithral breast plate was a work of art, though the lecherous dwarf selling it was trying to convince her it would be even more attractive with a pair of gem stones for the nipples.Being flat chested, the armor doesn't have the need for womanly modifications or adornments.  She gave the runt with a bushy beard a scowl and threatened to skewer his arse with a few arrows if he didn't stop.It was about then the footman for some noble family, Caprelli, chanced upon her.  It was quite obvious Tyrien was an experienced adventurer, despite her colorful language in berating the dwarven armorer.After some chitchatting, mostly the half-elven girl asking way too many questions for the servant to possibly answer, he finally just told her to wait and assured her gold was in the offering.  Having recently returned from abroad a week ago, she had been planning to visit that Adventurer's Guild Inn again to see if there were people that needed an archer to accompany them or not.  The footman's timing was good enough.The journey to the estate was mostly a one-sided conversation, Tyrien continually commenting and the servant nodding and shrugging to be polite, never really answering one way or another.So it is a frustrated half-elven girl that is ushered into the dining room and bade to sit down.  Removing her haversack and weapons, hanging the latter on the back of the chair, she comments, "So is someone going to finally tell me what's going on.  Mister stuffy, refused to really tell me.  Though, he is a decent listener.  But, if I were shoe shopping, he would only be good for holding the new purchases.  He has no opinion about anything.""Oh, wine.  Don't mind if I do. Thanks.""So I what's going on, and why do you need an archer?  Hello, that is a nice sword. Ooo, like the armor, great trimming.  Lucky you did not get the bonus gemstones."  The talkative girl addresses Larissa.Then she looks at the tengu, "I never met a beaky fellow before.  You don't eat... Ahh, that might be rude, nevermind." She looks at the other adventurer seated and decides maybe she should let her curiosity about tengus wait for when she knows him better.The man's striking bluish black hair is attention grabbing and she blurts, "Sorry, I don't have a brush. I...""Oh."The old man's coughing fit interrupts her stream of consciousness and Tyrien shuts her trap, a bit sheepish in her expression.[OOC]No prob, HM. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" />[/OOC][sblock=Mini Stats]<a href="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Tyrien_e%E2%80%99Adrianne_%28perrinmiller%29" target="_blank">Tyrien e'Adrianne</a>Initiative: +7 Perception: +12 (low-light vision) AC: 23 (18 flat-footed, 16 Touch)   HP: 48 Current: 48  CMB: +7 CMD: 22(17ff) Fort: +5 Reflex: +9 Will: +4+2 Will vs. Enchantments Special: Immune to Magical SleepCurrent Conditions in Effect:  PBS, Precise Shot, Arcane Strike (+1 Dmg), Resistance, Ioun Stone illumination (in darkness), Deadly Aim (-2Att/+4dmg)  Current Weapon in Hand: Longbow Chakrams: 8/8 RemainingBardic Performance: 5/5 Rounds RemainingSpells Remaining: Cantrips: (Message, Resistance, Mending, Prestidigitation)1st Level 1/2 (Cure Light Wounds, Timely Inspiration)[/sblock]</blockquote>

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