After checking myself out, I noted my boots were starting to need blacking, again. I decided to stop at the cobbler, and have it done today.My trouser... were in good condition as was my tunic. I put on my cloak, which topped off my uniform, and I was ready. I gestured with my left hand, canceling the reflection spell. I went towards to my door, grabbing my wizard's staff on the way. As I left my home, I cast a final protection spell on it, in addition to those that were already in place. It. Speaking in my native tongue feels blasphemous, after I let him remove my Vallaslin in a moment of weakness. It’s ears prick, and it tilts its head curiously, but as I turn and slowly make my way back to my camp it doesn’t move. I look back over my shoulder, glaring at it, but it remains where it is, only watching me. I would be so easy to take down – an elf with an injured foot, her body covered in scars. Would I even make a morsel for that thing? Such morbid thinking. I wasn’t able to chill. Six feet four, I weigh a hundred and thirty four pounds, all in the right places, if you like big guts and cellulite thighs. I won't say I'm flat chested, but when I'm hungover, which is usually all the time, I'm been known to put my bra on backwards, and nobody notices.And I'm proud to say I have my own teeth, four of them to be exact. Hey, they're a good anchor for the dentures, when I remember to wear them. I'm not exactly sure where they are, but I'll find them eventually.You better respond. She’d been watching the girl fight. Disappearing and reappearing had to be magic, something like Leena’s Traveling, and it was obviously starting to wear her down. “Just keep it going a little longer.” While the girl’s attention was focused on Corec, Treya took the opportunity to slip off to the side.The girl charged at him again, and Treya slowly circled around until she was out of sight. When the time was right, she charged, reaching the melee just as the girl disappeared again. When she.