WetHawk
One Thousand Club
Valerie looked up at Ander as he spoke to her, nodding as she listened to him entirely. She found it comforting to be able to finally let her hair down, so to speak. In fact, as the thought struck her, Valerie reached up and removed the pin that was holding her bun in place, finally allowing her chestnut brown hair to fall free. She shook her head and straightened her hair out before smiling hestitantly up at the large paladin. “Yes... I suppose you are right. And to be frank, it was rather exhausting keeping up the act for so long. To be honest, I was worried that I would be stuck speaking like the Knight for good.”
Valerie laughed before looking down at her tunic with a grimace as the others made their way out of the room. “One moment.” She twirled on her heel, and her form shimmered and morphed until it appeared as if she were far better dressed, in a form fitting blue dress and immaculately done makeup. She smiled to her companions. “Nowhere near as good as the real thing, but I will not make you wait for hours this time.” Valerie followed, several paces behind her friends.
Valerie laughed before looking down at her tunic with a grimace as the others made their way out of the room. “One moment.” She twirled on her heel, and her form shimmered and morphed until it appeared as if she were far better dressed, in a form fitting blue dress and immaculately done makeup. She smiled to her companions. “Nowhere near as good as the real thing, but I will not make you wait for hours this time.” Valerie followed, several paces behind her friends.