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I apologise for the lack-of-posting, I've been drawn to building up some actual muscle for the "run from the undead" game. Espically in my legs. I have chicken legs.
I wonder if anybody really notices I'm here. I'm apparently "obscure", as the Lady Tactictian tells me, but that shouldn't mean I get any less love.
I've sent a letter home to Etruia asking for more spellbooks, vulenaries, wenches, staves, and possibly some cookies. Serra sent me a small doll she made...of herself... that now sits on the desk. It's eerily cute.
...Did I just write that?
I wish Lady Priscilla hadn't ended her contract with me. Life would be so much better.
People keep asking me if I dye my hair.
No, I don't. Its naturally violet. I don't want to have to prove it to you.
And I am not little red riding hood, thank you.
((OOC: I'm going to be away for the weekend, so this will be the last night I'm on until...late monday or tuesday, since the new comp shows up monday morning. I doubt Erk will be missed much. Just pretend he's in the infirmary.))
I wonder if anybody really notices I'm here. I'm apparently "obscure", as the Lady Tactictian tells me, but that shouldn't mean I get any less love.
I've sent a letter home to Etruia asking for more spellbooks, vulenaries, wenches, staves, and possibly some cookies. Serra sent me a small doll she made...of herself... that now sits on the desk. It's eerily cute.
...Did I just write that?
I wish Lady Priscilla hadn't ended her contract with me. Life would be so much better.
People keep asking me if I dye my hair.
No, I don't. Its naturally violet. I don't want to have to prove it to you.
And I am not little red riding hood, thank you.
((OOC: I'm going to be away for the weekend, so this will be the last night I'm on until...late monday or tuesday, since the new comp shows up monday morning. I doubt Erk will be missed much. Just pretend he's in the infirmary.))