Naijath: <>

Riaceth replies in a swirl of mist, <>

Naijath shakes her head with ladylike disdain. <>

Kintryth chuffs, << Neither do I. Mine rarely pays that much for her klah. Only sometimes when she needs a hit, or around winter Solstice. >>

Naijath: <>

Riaceth snorts softly. <>

Kintryth drools a little. << Even *I* like the ( Read more... )