And let's not even discuss garden gnomes...

[lil_green_apple]

From the wilderness of Outside Milliways, there comes a shriek, loud and piercing enough to be heard by anyone inside Milliways standing close to the door.

After a minute of that, an apple tree in the form of a girl runs in, arms wrapped around her sides to provide herself with a small amount of warmth. She regards the bar and its patrons with suspicion- she would like very much to leave, but it is very cold outside, too cold for her.

Would someone like to help the wood nymph out?

{Warning: mun is sick, and may have to call slowtime without warning.}