*Nanna opens her eyes with the sounds and bustle of the inn awaking to a new day. She thinks about the look Marco gave her and what he would have seen... An old decrepit, female gnome, with skin the … (View Post)

What? It's a shadow. Leave the boob untouched! ... I really feel I should not be the one defending the need to not manipulate the boob in some way... (View Post)

Pizza topped with (View Post)

*Nanna takes Vaga's arm.* A good bedtime story for the little man. A few prayers and a few hours peering in my spellbook should be done at an inn. Lead the way Vaga. (View Post)

*Nanna senses Marco looking at her, and gives him a lopsided grin while re-arranging her jubblies.* (View Post)