Welcome to Nawleans, macboothstark
It was just another afternoon in New Orleans as Zeryn walked down one of the streets trying to find a place to hang out. Her boyfriend, who's from the lovely city, was hanging out at one of his favorite casinos playing some poker. Casinos were never her thing. She grinned slightly as she remembered the last time he invited her to join him while he played a poker game. Someone at the table upset her and he had warned them not to do so...that person quickly found them self at the wrong end of her foot. Today, she decided to spend some time by herself and roam the city. She ignored the weird glances she was getting from the people around her. It was probably the sound of the chains on her pants that drew their attention.
