3 [Food was good, but despite the oddball variety afforded by the city's market place, Gavrill was still unable to find the treat she desired most. True, it was a taboo to eat such things in well... likely 99% of cultures regardless of where you came from, but it didn't hurt to ask.
After awhile of wandering around and getting very strange looks from various vendors and shopkeeps, Gavrill settled at a table near the market place with several rather large cuts of raw stake wrapped in paper laying beside her. That way she could at least replicate the taste of the mysterious item that had caused so much commotion earlier.]
Figures a backwoods hellhole like this wouldn't have it.
5 [Gavrill is a tall woman covered in stitches and wearing only a leather jacket as a top, causing quite the stir of gawking and gossiping as she simply wanders around the city.
Those who annoy her from a distance are safe, at least for now, but bothering her to her face may cause an incident.]
Gavrill Madaraki | Franken Fran |
[Food was good, but despite the oddball variety afforded by the city's market place, Gavrill was still unable to find the treat she desired most. True, it was a taboo to eat such things in well... likely 99% of cultures regardless of where you came from, but it didn't hurt to ask.
After awhile of wandering around and getting very strange looks from various vendors and shopkeeps, Gavrill settled at a table near the market place with several rather large cuts of raw stake wrapped in paper laying beside her. That way she could at least replicate the taste of the mysterious item that had caused so much commotion earlier.]
Figures a backwoods hellhole like this wouldn't have it.
5
[Gavrill is a tall woman covered in stitches and wearing only a leather jacket as a top, causing quite the stir of gawking and gossiping as she simply wanders around the city.
Those who annoy her from a distance are safe, at least for now, but bothering her to her face may cause an incident.]