04-28-2016, 06:20 PM
*Nods*
"The... rustling... not so loud. My thanks about the ale. The baroooos... pyvos... ales are run out soon. Our brewer left us. We get some from ships, but not clean and maybe spoiling. Enjoy what can."
*Glances at the gnome*
"You get last of good stuff! Enjoy."
"The... rustling... not so loud. My thanks about the ale. The baroooos... pyvos... ales are run out soon. Our brewer left us. We get some from ships, but not clean and maybe spoiling. Enjoy what can."
*Glances at the gnome*
"You get last of good stuff! Enjoy."
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.