[center][h1][color=B9C66E]Mona Windrider[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.ibb.co/cXFZWZB/Mona.jpg[/img]

[i][color=B9C66E]Location:[/color] The Palace
[color=B9C66E]Skills:[/color] N/A[/i][/center]
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She blinked in surprise at the threat.  She hadn't done anything so bad, had she?  Mona was but a simple traveler of a simple mind.  But this woman, all ice and fire, seemed to think she was a beast bent upon destroying their very foundation of life.  Well, perhaps not quite so dramatic, but certainly, the threat of cutting off hands was a little over the top for having walked in.  The guards had even let her by after all.

[color=B9C66E]"Wel, I do like tah be keepin' my hands.  I find they be useful for a number o' things.  Same as yeh I 'magine."[/color]  She spoke in a light and congenial tone.  [color=B9C66E]"I just be trackin' the stones, Miss.  As ye can see, they be headin' that a'way and that a'way is where I be followin'. Up to the puff?"[/color] she inquired.  Her slang statement asked if she was understanding what it was Mona was attempting to relay.  The young woman pulled a few of the lapis from her pouch and held them out in the palm of her hand.  [color=B9C66E]"Followed these wee beasties up from the market place I did.  Like a trail o' crumbs."[/color]