<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;">The Joker said it best...'This town needs an enema..' It almost disgusted her to see creatures coexisting like it was normal or something. Call her an old fashion grudge monger, it would be alright, that insult is waaay at the bottom of her list from others. <br/><br/>New to this place, she felt it was her god giv..er her birthri..no that's not right either. Ah..it was her duty (ya that works) to check this place out. 'putting aside difference?' The gossip that she got from her resources sounded incredibly...stupid. <br/><br/>Of course the Keeper entered the place, as though she had been coming for years. Exotic and dramatic entrances were her thing. Not that she had flying monkeys and acrobats, but the force entry would hit nostrils and the shadows of the rooms certainly shifted. <br/><br/>She said nothing, no order was placed, just the steps of her feet tapped her catwalk as she passed by.</span></span></em></strong>