Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-28358106-20161221020346

"Um, yes, sir. You are.  I-I'm a Golem.  My father is a Sorcerer in Whitemarch.  Where we're from.  My family, I mean.  A-and you d-don't have to call me Lady, even though I am.  One, I mean.  A lady."

She remains riveted in place, as if she's afraid that if she moves, something will go wrong. Marcus' ears pick up the subtle sounds of tiny crackling as her tail tightens around the wooden legs of her stool.