<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 22px"><b><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">Mue, the troublemaker.</span></span></b></span>​</div><br/><div class="bbm_float fright" style="float:right;margin:0 0 5px 10px">
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</div><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">'I hate them all!',</span> </i>thought Moeilikheid ("Mue") Kindt, as she trudged through the snow from her parents hovel.  Being smaller than most people made it a little harder for her when there wasn't a previously trodden path.  Her poor brown clothes, coat, woven cap and boots barely kept her warm enough in the continual cold of the town.  What few other things she cared about, she had in her backpack.  In her gloved hands, she carried a small box that she'd tied with a discarded ribbon she'd recovered from a noble family's trash, typically the kind of box that held sweets.  The petite and slender, green-skinned and black-haired, young goblin woman sighed and amended her thoughts,<i> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">'Well, almost all of them.  Leaving Ashburn town and these bullies could be the miracle that I've been praying for!' </span></i>She looked at the sky and implored her ancestors for help.<br/><br/>Once she reached the town proper, the walking became much easier because the snow had been trod upon more often by the more frequent foot and cart traffic.  In a short while, she neared her magic teacher's home.  Some of his other students gave her dirty looks, eyeing up and down the only goblin that their teacher had accepted.  Seeing how they glared at her, she shoved the box under her coat.<br/><br/>Gathering up her courage, Mue glared back at them and challenged, saying with a touch of venom in her voice,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"It's going to be so wonderful to leave you jerks behind when I go to White Castle!"</span>