#but hey as they say 'belasah jer'

[coffeeebomb]

"What's a party without a bit of explosions, eh?" Overheard just days before scouts of the grove spotted several mushroom clouds coming from the goblin camp.

So first art of the year and a sort-proper introduction to my Tav, Zhanarya Tavianos, a rogue-turned-ranger scraping by with 'odd jobs' of the bloody persuasion until she caught a tadpole to the knee eye. Now she's trying to figure out if dealing with brain parasites and her new traveling 'companions' is somehow better than dodging those wanting to throw her back in prison.

Time to dig out the character sheets and whatnot.