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OOC: I hope it's not to late for me to get involved. Had a lot to do before Christmas. Sorry if my first post is long. Trying to get my character's description in detail.
IC: Leeta crossed her arms and leaned against the doorway, while listening to the plans being made. When there was a pause in the speech, she used the chance to make her presence known (although some of the more experienced members might have already noticed).
"Sorry I'm late. My last target made me chase him a while, so I had to take a little more time to punish him for that before handing him over for the reward. If there aren't any rooms left, I won't mind sharing with someone." She eyed the men in the room and sized up the female competition.
Leeta's appearance usually caused a few eyebrows to raise in wonder. She was 5' 10" and built more sturdy and muscular than most farm women, but not as large as barbarian women. Her wavy, strawberry-blond streaked with darker red, hair was pulled back loosely into a long braid, but a few strands escaped to fall just short of her dark amber eyes, that seemed to glow red when she got excited. The weapons that were slung across her back and hanging from her belt, were plain and without jewels, but very well made. There was a fresh bandage around her arm, just below the elbow.
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