[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Docks By Boat
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	Sigh there was the boat an arm reach away yet so far. Her shoulders slummed as she thought of what to do, seeing the conflicted faces on the guards. To her luck it seemed they decided to give it a chance at least.[color=c4df9b]" Ohh ... what was I thinking."[/color] She realized, blinking a few times. Of course they wanted to ask that! She forgot to say her name.[color=c4df9b]" Sorry... I just... was too nervous and it slipped my mind." [/color]Mosi added as she took a breath and nodded.

	[color=c4df9b]"Priscilla, Priscilla Edgard Harker."[/color] She introduced her full name that she rarely used.[color=c4df9b]" Most call me Mosi though... I got on the ship at Cairo along with a group consisting of a number of other passengers like the Lord Major. A big old guy... soldier of rank. Also the guy that fell overboard, Mahendra... in fact I was the one who hurried to inform one of your colleagues on board when it happened."[/color] She explained with a sigh and then finally proceeded to simply sit down on the ground, tired. She had ran all the way here in a hurry, while being stung by bees and suffering the swelling from those stings. It wasn't pleasant and she felt a lil tired to say the least.

	[color=c4df9b]"Seriosuly, I swear those bees are evil. What manner of creatures are the local bees?"[/color] She spoke aloud, just searching something to talk to with the guy who was left.[color=c4df9b]" I should never have went to the Rose Gardens..."[/color] Mosi added.[color=c4df9b]" Why didn't I go to drink coffee or tea? Would have been so much better... and less stinging. Well what's done is done and I'm of half a mind to almost say that there's a curse haunting that museum and anyone who's tied to it in some way..."[/color] She mumbled recalling all the incidents that had transpired since she first entered the museum, crate on teh head, someone torched, someone nearly drowning, THE BEES... what else? Locusts?