[CENTER][color=f49ac2][b][h1]Zinlynn[/h1][/b][/color]

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"[color=f49ac2]You guys need help accompanying a caravan? For ten gold? Count me in![/color]"

Zinlynn's exuberant words and appearance to the man who was hiring must have been quite a shock for him. Not only was she going to get a lot of money, but she was also going to get a change of scenery! She was going to see more of the world outside of Neverwinter. Suffice to say, she got the job, and she met the other hired bodyguards. They were all quite an eclectic group! 

When she first met them she introduced herself excitedly, 

"[color=f49ac2]So we're gonna be working together! Oh, right! Hi! My name is Zinlynn! You can call me 'Zin' or 'Lynn' if you want to shorten it. If you need me to sneak ahead and scout, or help you get in through locked doors, I'm your Jack of all Trades![/color]"

She did wonder if they were going to split the ten gold among themselves, which would be two gold for each of them, or if they were going to get ten gold each. She hoped that it was going to be the latter. Still, she was practically excited to see Phandelin. 

During the journey so far, she would have peppered each member with so many questions. Her curiosity ranged from each ally's home, to what they do now, to their favorite hobbies, colors, food, etc., and much more depending on who she was talking to. 

When Ironheart greeted her in Elvish, she brightened even more (if that was possible), and she greeted him back in elvish, "[color=f49ac2][i]Ah! Well met, Ironheart! Say, were you given the name Ironheart? Or did you come up with it yourself? I came up with the name Zinlynn for myself![/i][/color]"

Whenever she spoke to Nethruel, she would try both Common and Elvish, and she would tone down her cheerfulness if it would help him come out of his shell. She remembered the more shy children in Rose's orphanage and her advice when it came to talking to those who were shy. At least, she thought he was shy. If he wasn't in the mood to talk to her, she'd leave him be and go talk to someone else. But if he wanted to talk to her, then she would happily engage in conversation with him. 

When Tibor played his flute, she fell silent for once and listened. When he was done playing, she praised him, "[color=f49ac2]That was beautiful! Where did you learn how to play the flute? Was that tune from your home? Does it have a name?[/color]"

Finally, there was Azra. She immediately picked up on the fact that he was the notoriously flirtatious sort. She was able to tell from his posture, the swagger in his steps, the smile, and his speech. That wouldn't discourage her from engaging in conversation, but she would quip at his flirtations. 

Right now, it may seem like she is just as relaxed as normal. But, in reality, her senses were on high alert. She kept an eye and ear on her surroundings. If life scraping by on the streets taught her anything, it was to be aware of her surroundings. After all, one would never know when trouble would strike. And they are on a bodyguard job after all. 

[hider=First Roll from the Rogue!][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/21164]Perception Check: 23[/url][/hider]