Neverwinter Forest depollute me, pretty baby

Simone rolled her eyes, but smiled. He clearly had a sense of humour even if it was a bit cheesy. Maybe a bit of an ego, but less perhaps than other singers. When he tried to embellish her with fancy words, she sighed and rolled her eyes again.

”No, nothing fancy like that,” She said. Ballads, sonnets and poems did not bring down food or help a pack migrate. ”Just the normal sort.” She said with a shrug.