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Tag: Neela, Iris, Missara
A steamy night of resting, accompanied by a relaxed sharing of Dimir guild guidelines later, you walk through the early-morning of Tin street, making your way to Noggra's remedies. (If you were fatigued before you have recovered and are fully rested now!
Inside, you meet with the oldest goblin you'd ever seen.. perhaps because usually, their kind doesn't get all that old.
Whilest Iris quite curiously oggles a bottle depicting a green skin female with a slightly censored throbbing erection from one of the less obvious sales corners, the Selesnyan takes the initiative on questioning this time around.
"Weapons? Bah. you just sound like those wee one goblins. Always getting themselves scruffed up in the gang wars. I've got nothing to do with such nonsensery these days. Auntie Noggra is a hard working alchemist focusing on healing remedies.
What's a Selesnyan even want with weapons. Your folks abhor violence and you aren't undercover Azors, I can tell."
The small goblin objected, suspiciously.
Tag: Neela, Iris, Missara
A steamy night of resting, accompanied by a relaxed sharing of Dimir guild guidelines later, you walk through the early-morning of Tin street, making your way to Noggra's remedies. (If you were fatigued before you have recovered and are fully rested now!
Inside, you meet with the oldest goblin you'd ever seen.. perhaps because usually, their kind doesn't get all that old.
Whilest Iris quite curiously oggles a bottle depicting a green skin female with a slightly censored throbbing erection from one of the less obvious sales corners, the Selesnyan takes the initiative on questioning this time around.
"Weapons? Bah. you just sound like those wee one goblins. Always getting themselves scruffed up in the gang wars. I've got nothing to do with such nonsensery these days. Auntie Noggra is a hard working alchemist focusing on healing remedies.
What's a Selesnyan even want with weapons. Your folks abhor violence and you aren't undercover Azors, I can tell."
The small goblin objected, suspiciously.