<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/gj8v03k.jpg)</div></div><br/>"The Shackled Nymph" Umara mused to herself. "With serving boys. If that's not the definition of irony..."<br/><br/>Her eyes darted to the 2 half half-nymphs to her front. Would they be offended by such a thing? Probably not. They probably enjoyed the idea even...<br/><br/>She shook that thought from her head as she took a sip of her ale. "I'm glad that is over. I don't like the undead very much. I mean, sure, you don't feel so bad putting lead between their eyes, but its like, they don't even react to it. It bothers me. Does that make me a sociopath?" The heterochromic asked with a slightly serious tone. But then again even her jokes were serious toned. It was really difficult at times.<br/><br/>"So now what? How do we celebrate or look for the next job?" She eyed the 2 girls "No." she said with half lidded eyes before they even had to answer.