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[color=ed1c24][b][right]Margaret/Taraah - Outskirts of town[/right][/b][/color]

Shaking the offered hand - hoof - What ever! Taraah looked at the new arrival. Now a horse has entered into the picture, and she had to gulp down lest she started slobbering all over the place. Must they tease her so? Oh how she longed to just fly over a pen and snag a cow or two! Bone-in, slightly charred on the surface, the blood still warm - what a meal! Alas, something served on a plate would have to do. Something[i]s[/i], perhaps. And sooner rather than later. She had no idea what [i]croogal[/i] eggs were, but their lives were forfeit the second she stepped into town. Now she was deciding whether the generation that spawned the eggs would live to see the light of the next morning.

Looking over the woman that arrived latest, she was intrigued by the style of clothing. The blue accents shaking about were catching her eyes like a cat fixated on a feather tied to a piece of string being jerked about by a laughing youth. She shook her head a bit to clear her thoughts. [color=ed1c24][i]Focus! Stomach first, chase around some poor sap because [i]shiny[/i] later! You are a most noble of creatures, for gods' sake, not a dumb animal![/i][/color]

Turning to the mayor, she gave a polite bow of the head. [color=ed1c24]"I am pleased to make you an acquaintance, Your Worship. I have come from far north seeking new home where I could practice my crafts in peace. I can not wait to see what this town has to offer. After I am done eating everything and then the larder itself. Let us go, first course is on me!"[/color] She offered to the group. Just as long as the proceeding moved towards the Inn. She was done waiting, and started heading in the direction.