OOC: Xali invited me to make some opening post for Boudicca that could include some description of the trading station, since (if I have understood correctly), she’s an important noble personage there.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Boudicca ‘Thumper’ Bobtail</span><br/><br/>“Don’t go bothering me with trivial little problems like explosives! I’m working on an important invention!” The voice rings out, in the aristocratic tones of a lapin. “Have Lady Ars-Bucovina deal with it! That much shouldn’t be too hard even for her!”<br/><br/>The… den… it echoes from is considerably higher than most lapins would feel comfortable making their homes, the second story of a trading-post building adorned with the sky-blue-over-grass-green flag of the Bobtail family.<br/><br/>Whatever demure, polite reply is given, the answer is both brash and whiny. “Well, let them riot then! If they’re so eager to see a devourment I’ll show them the real thing!” She giggles. “Briefly.”<br/><br/>There’s more than a little clattering, then a flash, bright and clear as lightning, then smoke pours from the windowframe. There’s a bang, and a somewhat frazzled lapin, her hair and ears standing on end, leans out, coughing. “What’re you all staring at!?” She snaps, and turns her face back towards the room. “Clean this mess up before I get back,” she commands the unknown person who’s been speaking to her (presumably, a servant of some sort), “and don’t touch anything!” She adds, somewhat contradictarily.<br/><br/>Then, with a graceful hop, she leaps from the window to land with nimble agility on the floor of the trading outpost some eight or nine feet below. “Now, since my work has been avoidably and unfortunately interrupted,” she glares, “I’ll take care of these explosives for you. Then,” her little lapin tongue licks her lips, “maybe I’ll break for dinner.”