[h3][b][i][color=b3c0ef][center]Persephone[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=b3c0ef]Location:[/color][/b] Yellow Rose Temple
[b][color=b3c0ef]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Keystone[/center]

[color=b3c0ef]"Robes kinda give it away, don't they?"[/color] Seph said, smiling up at him and tossing her arms briefly out to the sides. He was a very large man, standing almost a foot higher than her, and probably weighing nearly double her amount. He certainly looked like the fisticuffs type himself, and like he was both experienced and good at it. [color=b3c0ef]"I trained at a temple near Ravens Bluff. I'd be there still but, well... just wasn't in the cards, I guess."[/color] 

She took a look around at the temple. It was calm, quiet, peaceful, pretty enough she supposed, though there was little in the way of majesty in a small town like this. It didn't feel much like home, though. She looked back up at Keystone. [color=b3c0ef]"I'm a healer, mostly. A bit gifted at it, or so I'm told. Cremwise thought I'd be useful, and I was just passing through regardless, so I figured I'd tag along. He's leaving tomorrow morning, headed through Orcish territory, hence the need for the muscle. I would've pried an exact amount from him, but there was a bit of an incident involving the innkeep's stomach contents... and Cremwise's face."[/color] She cringed at the thought, though in her eyes there was the smallest glimmer of humor. In all, it had been a terrible and unfortunate sequence of events, but one of those things where it had been difficult to look away.

[color=b3c0ef]"He's got the funds, though, I'm sure of it. I've got some muscle, broken some bones with my staff here when called for but, uh... well, you've got quite a bit more. Muscle, that is. So what do you say?"[/color]