The adventures of Boris Frostborn and Lady Flambelle

Meet Lady Flambelle. She hails from New Orleans, originally. While getting her Ph.D. in Chemistry, she was involved in a little fire that made her...blackened, and quite flammable. Ooooh, that's gooooood!



Boris was so kind as to escort Lady Flambelle around Atlast Park. As you will see in scarcrest's journal, our team salute didn't turn out so right. Here we are all nice and proper-like.



Oh, and my boots? Made by Easy Spirit. I can shoot some serious hoop in those boots.

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Hair appointment is complete.
Drum lesson is complete. And yes, I'm getting better slowly but surely.
Folks are comin' over tonight.
Lady Flambelle is past level 5, now. I think she wants to fly, too. Yes, come onnnn, level 6.

I bought a roasted garlic pottery thing-a-majig to roast garlic in. I'll roast some garlic tonight.

Now to go fold some laundry.