~Slowly, Viconia turns around to face the source of that terrible insult. Her red eyes light up dangerously and she whispers "Well well well.... did your Mommy give you permission to come out and play with the grown up folk, *Angel*? Hmmm? Well, if she did, she made a mistake. She should have taught you some more manners first, it would have kept you out of trouble..." And terrifyingly slowly, Viconia loosens the handle of her black and spiked Drow Mace from the straps of her backpack.........~
OOC
BladeMaster: love the Fall from Grace pic in your sig! Nice meeting you BTW, how do you like the Forum?
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Melusine, Archbabe of the OHF and the LH
Your voice is ambrosia