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Julius Quasar
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Belladonna Nixia flew in from the rain, and stepped into the vestibule of the tavern, shaking and fluttering her wings, to get the water off of her. She was careful not to get anyone wet. When she was done, she strutted into the main area of the tavern, and sat at the bar, folding her wings behind her.

A lovely Banshee, with a svelte body, black leather bat wings, purple, flowing hair in a stylish medieval braiding, jewel blue eyes, and dressed in black high heeled boots, leather leotards, floral pattern tights, and red combat arm braces, Belladonna was quite the sight. Her luminescent pale white skin seemed to emanate a glow...

"Why all the long faces...?" she asked no one in a soft voice.

Edited by Julius Quasar, May 13 2014, 06:58 PM.
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