Crimson takes the pin, and attaches it to the inside of her cloak, "Thank you Tevual, this might make some things easier." Crimson, sensing that the audience is at a end, withdraws to slightly away, and waits. "I must be out of my mind, I should run very far away, but...without knowin...

yes, Crimson does not have the purest of reasons for doing a lot of this.

Hopefully Flame, once you answer a few things, in that week the group as a whole can get to know each other just a bit.

Crimson looks at the other three gathered, and considers. Great, two munchkins, though the musician has promise. Go hunting the undead where I won't really see things coming or..oh, good, they want to stay in town. "I concur, finding out if anyone saw anything would be helpful. And breaking int...

Crimson bows, "Crimson, knife thrower of the Travelling Follies Extrordinaire." As her cloak is pushed out of the way, a collection of knives, you think a bola, a couple of axes.

Crimson inwardly winces as Tevual speaks, He's been waiting for me? Great. Crimson's green eyes flash as she bows, throwing out her cloak, with the flair of someone under the big top, revealing a attractive human female. Her fire red hair bound in a pony tail, and tight red leathers. There can be no...

Crimson looked around the cave, replaying what happened the night before, The timing was perfect, assassins slip in while everyone is watching the rocket propelled spears if they hadn't underestimated me, I'd be dead.. Moves towards the spring in the rear, and starts to take a bath. Seto was right, ...