[b]Name:[/b] Gwendolyn
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Elf
[b]Class:[/b] White Mage
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 1 / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] Bridgewater - Greased Oak Tavern - the meeting table in the main lounge.
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Holy Soldier][@Raizin][@Ayemdar][@Fetzen][@Vec][@KoL][@JackalopeLove]

Gwendolyn just froze as other people trickled into the scene, too stunned by the utter audacity of the so-called "dragon." He was way too close and definitely flirting. The smell of apple pie eventually snapped her out of it, resulting in her pushing her chair back, loading her bow, and aiming it at No's heart. [color=dodgerblue]"Stay away from me."[/color] she yelled, then sat herself at a different chair between the half-elf and the gnome before putting away her weapons.

Then she turned to the pie-bearing newcomer and smiled, [color=dodgerblue]"Yes, this is the meeting place. And I'm sure most people would like pie. Thank you."[/color] Then she sliced herself a piece and ate, more delicately than the newcomer, but she was not going to complain about table matters when there were worse faults. Then she got a good look about who all had arrived and said,[color=DodgerBlue]"Is this everyone? If so, then we better get this meeting started."[/color]