(cutting the Ropes from your legs and feet, not you LOL))

spunk

The House
Curls up in the corner of the couch. Then uncurls and heads outside

vitality

Imagine living in a Cyberpunk Megablock and you hear a boom and you can't tell if that's just LIVELY music or someone being put through a life-or-death struggle in another floor lol

The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
(Sorry first part is to you)

The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
"Thank you Xavier I am sure with four heads put together on this everything will be just fine.

I promise when Jynx helps not to keep her to long from you."

A little tease in her voice

Te'Sirian

She looked at you with a glance down to the stew

"Mmmm...thank you love that looks good."

Oh shoot she thought she had told you about the new healer

"It could be that I forgot to let you know, but we can say it was you that forgot that works for me."

A teasing wink sent to you

"I forgot her last name but her first name is Ciara as is the woman of Edward the Village Blacksmith."

larl stepped off the last step onto the world of Gor, her home. she had always served the free as it was her lot in life...her father a warrior by trade was always teaching her things like caring for the sick and injured...man or beast it mattered not...tiny feet carried the girl along the path zig zagging as she padded down the path ...the night was young...tor tu gor had settled beneath ethe horizon and the moons had begun to rise

Climbing up the narrow stairs to the deck she takes a deep breath filling her lungs with fresh though salty air.
Tummy flips still were present but the fish will not benefit from any regurgitated food at this time,water was all she could bare to sip since leaving Port and her already lithe frame could not afford to loose any more weight.
Her dark orbs scan the horizon well she thinks its the horizon looking for any sign of firm ground...
How sailors find this lifestyle pleasurable is beyond djinns understanding but it's obvious they do hearing them laugh and back slap each other constantly and every now and then a bawdy tune is sung in not so in toned voice.
Turning she caught sight of her Master,and a soft moan escapes from within,handsome was not even beginning to describe his chiselled jawline,as eyes roam over his taut abs ,his hands they size of paws and a flutter is felt deep within as she pictures what those hands were capable of...and then she spots what his attention is focused on and her eyes darken to a thunderous black...a sour taste meets her mouth...watching

Vines don't tend to make for good mazes.

I'll keep that in mind! I've only been able to keep vague tabs on the haps. It seems like mostly the usual high stakes "powerful people want PCs dead" shenanigans...all stuff quiet above Isree's head.

(Although literally above her head when they blew up a chunk of Tower 11.)

Nelly Stevens. Nelly Moses is a Clematis.

laughin...will do....lots of things cause it sometimes an then sometimes not....luck of the draw

sends a stinging slap to your cheek... You are not getting a Nelly Moses maze garden. Come to your senses.

My advice dont eat spagetti sause

Dr fee 50.

lol..i have meds for it...just takes time...

The House
Wanders in with the grumbling sky

Holy cow..

There is an alcove of Nelly Moses Holly...White flowers of varying heights and bloom times and a series of curved cement benches....

Hell yeah, that's right!