Leanan: AHHH it's m'favorite new friend from th' front! Come in get yerself some soup an'....Eve-rick? Y'ok?
Yvrik: ...Am thinking I was just hit upon by male gnome.
Leanan: ...Hun, everythin' that breathes in 'is city's prolly gonna hit on ya. I'm married an' I get th' vapors.
Yvrik: ....*beams!*
Yvrik: ....but, gnome?
Leanan: ...Maybe he's lookin' fer a happy way t'die?
Yvrik: D:












