04-26-2016, 07:30 PM
*The goblin stomps over to the dark elf.*
"What? Why would you think that?"
*She frowns, arms full, not noticing the garbage spilling over from her overfull arms, likely onto or near the gnome. You can't really tell if she's being sarcastic or not.*
"What? Why would you think that?"
*She frowns, arms full, not noticing the garbage spilling over from her overfull arms, likely onto or near the gnome. You can't really tell if she's being sarcastic or not.*
A demoness barely in command of the demons surrounding the tavern. A skull is smashed oddly onto her head, her large red horns curling through and around it. A loud screaming laugh punctuates her existence; she is often seen setting things on fire while screaming about this freezing wet place.