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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Satin Knights" data-source="post: 6174485" data-attributes="member: 6666968">Mystie Thissiledew ~ healer 1Hearing the barker through the door and thinking to herself, {{well, grand momma said it was the experience I needed, not the good pay}} a young gnomish girl pushes the heavy door of the inn open.  Looking in, the place is full with many tall folk.  Wide eyed, she looks around.  She listens for the voice of the barker again as she slowly moves through the bar, ducking under tables occasionally to get through without being stumbled on by the rowdier of the patrons.The burly half-orc at the bar looks to sour. Scouting around, Mystie catches the skirt of the waitress  as she goes by.  "Ahem, could you tell me, um please, which one of the men was offering a job?  I heard him from outside, but didn't see which it was."  <img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/Unlimited%20RPGs/Trixie.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Trixie stops at the tug, spinning around ready to slap a grabby man when she sees it is a wee girl.  Her spark of anger fades quickly. "That one there little one," as she points, "with fancy silver clothes and tusks of hair."  She giggles,  "Careful though, don't look like he would pay as much for the job as he did for the clothes he's wearing.""Th-Thank you."The little gnomish girl makes her way through the crowd to see the man is already talking to others, offering them the opportunity she needs.  But, she knows she can contribute.  Everyone that goes out for rough work needs a healer.  That is what she is.  A healer.  One of the most noble professions.  The studded leather armor that grand momma loaned her is already beginning to itch and chafe, but it will do its job.  Just as she will do hers.  The crossbow was simple enough to figure out, even if it looks silly carrying it slung over her back all the time.  She is ready.  Ready to face the world.She approaches the men and waits for a lull in the talking and to see if they even notice her.  A girl joins them and offers he services.   {{I got to get in there too!}} she thinks.  Waiting and waiting, she finally blurts it out..."WILL YOU NEED a healer?"  Embarrassed her voice was so loud, she tries not to show it.  How can any group turn down a healer, certainly not as one as cute as her.  She was about to add more, but stops and just leaves the question hanging in the air as it is.[section][align=left]http://lpf.coloredpixels.com/Mystie_Thissiledew_sm.jpg[/align]Mystie Thissiledew[sblock=ooc]LPF doesn't have a focused healer, so I am trying one out.  Mystie will be terrible at combat, but can keep a party alive.  Everybody else, including GE, gets a shot a the game first.  Mystie will be the sixth of six players if perrinmiller will have me.  While I have the DMCs to bounce her up to the 3rd level game, I am the approving judge on that one, so I already disqualified myself from playing in it.[/sblock] [/section]</blockquote>

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