by Kaliya Redding » Wed Aug 30, 2017 2:32 am
She accepts the hand gracefully and drops down lightly. Almost stumbling, her toes numb from the awkward posture of sidesaddle, Kaliya finds herself bracing against the huntsman. She neither apologises, nor withdraws, meeting his eyes. "I have always simply rridden, unforrtunately this skirrt will not perrmit for such things."
Status 3 ❣ Adult ❣ Attractive ❣ Dornish Accent ❣ Perfumed
Carries: Purse of copper pennies.
Outfit: ❣ ❣
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