04-26-2016, 07:48 PM
*Lets her take the garbage, looks her up and down, shrugs*
"You sleep in the room behind the kitchen, and eat what you like. If you're good you'll get 5 silver a month too."
*Stomps back into the kitchen without looking back.*
"Wistick needs more food! Or ale! Bring him a tiny, tiny mug of nashe ale"
"You sleep in the room behind the kitchen, and eat what you like. If you're good you'll get 5 silver a month too."
*Stomps back into the kitchen without looking back.*
"Wistick needs more food! Or ale! Bring him a tiny, tiny mug of nashe ale"
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.