[center][h3][colour=#009999][b]Q[/b]uinn...Just Quinn[/colour][/h3][/center]

[color=#009998]Armistice ♦ Eastern Gate ♦ 500 HP[/color]
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Oh no. The giant had followed her. She grinned wide as he approached and raised her cup to her lips to allow the grin to falter. By the gods he towered over her. She felt like a child next to him. How tall was he? Taller than the world...Oh..he was talking. She blinked rapidly, trying to keep up with what had been said. And what he said was, well, ridiculous. She couldn't help the snort that pulled tea up into her nasal passages and caused her to cough and choke. Tears sprung to her eyes as the man explained his carniverous horse's appetite. For half a moment, one might think she was scared, but the moment passed and she was all but guffawing. The blatant laughter may well have been in the large man's face were she not so short next to him. She held her side, nearly spilling what was left of her tea. 

[color=#cc9900]"Oh, you poor thing. You don't have to try so hard to be intimidating. You're a bloody mountain. No one is going to mess with you." [/color] Quinn reached over to pat the man on the back, but their height difference left her hand far from his shoulder and in a more intimate range in the region of ass and small of back. Her hand paused mid-air and she hastily dropped it, sipping her tea as cover. She glanced sidelong and upward at her chatty companion, a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth once more.

He'd asked where she was from. She began to chew at her lip. And then she bought more time by finishing off the last of the tea and gently placing the cup back down, smiling warmly at the man in green who had first offered the drink. Finally, she addressed the question.[color=#cc9900]"I'm uh, I'm from Rian. Markovia."[/color] Her voice dropped to almost inaudible tones. She rubbed the bridge of her nose and silently thanked the brief distraction of another couple elegant women joining the party. She turned her attention back to the man. [color=#cc9900]"And what about you, Cedar-on-legs?"[/color]