*A squat little dwarven lass with long blonde hair arranged in intricate braids sits in the bar in Center, her feet dangling just short of touching the floor. She is a handsome woman, as far as dwarven lass's go* Oi sawr dis lil ketteh, lest I be thinking it were a kitteh. Der thing jest walked roit up to me, o'course I reached doon to pet'er and boom, FOIRE. FOIRE everywhere. She done singed me good axe 'and. *she holds her hand up showing the char on her hand* Wat koind o' world we be livin in where a lil kitteh be brethen foire on a lass?!
