Aaah, the ever-vigilant, ever watchful genie Memnoch the Great strides in to protect the weak and especially the innocent, holding his katana with admirable purpose, his yellow um....sash? swinging like mad between his erm....baggy purple trouser-legs
~ducks behind of the Bar's upturned tables~
~pokes head out after some anxious waiting, putting on her bestest puppydog eyes~
whoops!
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Melusine, Archbabe of the OHF and the LH
Your voice is ambrosia