Deemaeda Member “Damnit damnit damnit, where did that stupid thing go?
” Another woman with red hair–this time shockingly bright and cropped short in the back–found her way into the reception area, her head down as she searched the floor fervently. Dressed oddly by Glorianna’s standards, she sported an oversized brown hooded sweatshirt and very old jeans, both of which had been scribbled upon with black marker in spastic knotwork designs, as if a Celtic artist had gone mad in her wardrobe. Thud! She bumped her head against a table and swore, only then noticing the others in the room as she straightened to rub her head. “Oh, hi!” she said, a bit chagrinned. Noticing the other wizard, she chuckled inwardly. There must be something with that whole red-hair-equals-witch myth… “I’ll make you a sandwich.” *POOF!* “You’re a sandwich!” *pause* “Uhm, are you going to eat that?” Posted 1 year ago # Nagath Member Paladin Nagath, suddenly finding himself pulled out of the tale from his book, moves to lean over to one side of the luxureous, large and very comforta
