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       "Sit down, dearies... Make yourselves comfortable."
   DIR By: Yumna
       Date: February 2, 2015, 5:02 pm
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       The elven woman leans back in the worn, but plush armchair.
       "Just pull up a stool or another chair, doll. Let's get to know
       one another." Your ears buzz from the crackling fire behind the
       woman and the faint sounds of the tavern below leak through the
       floorboards. "Now, you may or may not know of me and that's
       perfectly fine," her left hand raises lazily as the fingers
       waggle and the pop of a conjured platter appears on the ottoman
       between you. "My name is Yumna, darling," she stops for a second
       and shoots you a soft smirk. "Go on. Take a scone. I insist.
       After all, they're delectable..." The elven lady crosses her
       legs as hands fold on top her knee. "Now, where was I... Oh
       yes!"
       "Arcanist Yumna, my introduction at the behest of your sweet
       leader... My newest business partner. I'm a purveyor of special
       goods, in a sense. Hard to get? Lost to time? Or maybe it's not
       exactly treated well by those of law-abiding status? I'm your
       mage, doll. Think of me as your local fence! Or perhaps a more
       gorgeous and sensible Harrison Jones. I work with the Consortium
       and have my own sources for gathering whatever items or
       information you may need. But please, my love, do not bring
       unneeded attention to me. I hold grudges..."
       The mage simply stares at you with her abyssal eyes. The glow of
       them shimmering as they begin to crinkle from her unnerving
       smile. "That's it, my sweet. You can head off now," Yumna waves
       at you dismissively as she picks up a scone and bites into it.
       "Mmmm... Boysenberry."
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       You can call me Lemon, y'all! It's a simple nickname that I
       respond to easily, though I'll also respond to my mage's name.
       I'm a twenty-two year old with far too much time on my hands.
       I'm more used to forum based roleplays and social media based
       roleplays, so if I'm trying to settle into the vast different
       world of roleplaying in a game. So apologies if I end up being a
       bit awkward.
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