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<blockquote data-quote="Phoenix8008" data-source="post: 4463879" data-attributes="member: 211">The door of the Hanged Man Inn opens again, and a tall figure steps into the main hall. Mustard yellow hands with dark brown spots on them rise up and throw back the hood of this travelers cloak. Revealed is the face of a Githyanki woman of about 20 years. Her dark read hair flows in braids over her shoulders and around her long and pointed ears. Her dark eyes sweep the room, evaluating everything and everyone in a single long glance. She also notices the sign asking visitors to introduce themselves aloud upon entering the place. She is tired of walking and doesn't want to be kicked out for not obeying the rules, so she acquiesces this time. &quot;I am Kama'zer Anma'giduu for anyone who needs to know.&quot;She takes a seat at a table near the far wall, with a clear view of the entire room. She orders a drink and some hot food to eat. Removing her cloak, she hangs it over the back of her chair along with her shield. She drops her backpack at her feet. Her hide armor looks well maintained as well. The scimitar hanging at her side seems to be similarly well taken care of. She begins eating and drinking, but her eyes constantly roam around the room taking in everything.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Phoenix8008, post: 4463879, member: 211"] The door of the Hanged Man Inn opens again, and a tall figure steps into the main hall. Mustard yellow hands with dark brown spots on them rise up and throw back the hood of this travelers cloak. Revealed is the face of a Githyanki woman of about 20 years. Her dark read hair flows in braids over her shoulders and around her long and pointed ears. Her dark eyes sweep the room, evaluating everything and everyone in a single long glance. She also notices the sign asking visitors to introduce themselves aloud upon entering the place. She is tired of walking and doesn't want to be kicked out for not obeying the rules, so she acquiesces this time. [COLOR="Goldenrod"]"I am Kama'zer Anma'giduu for anyone who needs to know."[/COLOR] She takes a seat at a table near the far wall, with a clear view of the entire room. She orders a drink and some hot food to eat. Removing her cloak, she hangs it over the back of her chair along with her shield. She drops her backpack at her feet. Her hide armor looks well maintained as well. The scimitar hanging at her side seems to be similarly well taken care of. She begins eating and drinking, but her eyes constantly roam around the room taking in everything. [/QUOTE]

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