Lull sat a good distance from the fire. Her guitar was made out of wood, after all. "I suppose it wouldn't be particularly wise of me to play a song right now," she said. "Oh, well." She stared at the roasting meat. She smiled as she thought about what the monster had to eat in o...

Lull unsheathed her rapier and charged at the thing. Maybe if it seemed to be more of a threat (its only real claim to fame was its defense, and a Bravery wouldn't do much about it), she would have played some fine, and simply overwhelmingly dandy music. But now she was content to simply stab the th...

It appears that Princess Beatrice left a bit of Cthulhu on her head this morning. Or she's just really, really weird.

((Well, he did say he was busy~)) Lull giggled at Aodwhatsherface's antics. She remembered being a young little girl (or boy; she couldn't quite remember), so full of life... Although she never did threaten to fight other people with swords. Thoroughly bored, she approached the Dark Hunter and laid ...

Lull was half walking, half strolling in the middle of the party. She was close enough to the front, however, to hear Chamomile's words. "I bathed in a holy river once. I don't think I was allowed to, though. I'm not allowed in that city any more." She added, "In a rare state of focus...

Lull accepted the hand and shook it. "I am Lullaby Nightswath. My parents were weird. You can simply call be Lull, however." She took a good, hard look at Aodhamair's body. Hm...she thought, too young. "Well, you're certainly cute, dear! I'm sure that you will grow up to be a stunning...

They look kinda weird.

After an hour of slouching, Lull decided to shuffle out of the hospital. After a while, watching half-dead adventurers (usually missing a limb or two) stagger in became boring. Eventually, upon checking in at the guild hall, she learned that there was a guild meeting, something about a quest. So, th...

Lull opened her eyes. It was white, and her bed was uncomfortable. She slowly sat up. "Ah. I am in a hospital. So I guess I'm not dead." "I hope not," said a man, obviously a doctor, to her side. "Those Venomflies nearly left you for dead, miss...er...miss." "Maybe...

Just a reminder: my character will pursue a romance with anybody.

Lull woke up to the sound of metal slicing through the air. Opening her eyes a bit, she saw something large and purple on her face. She became aware of a frightening lack of feeling in her legs. "That...must be poison. Wonderful," she said as she struggled to get up. The Venomfly flew off ...

Lull strolled whimsically toward the young alchemist.

"Franz...such a pleasant name," she said. Looking down at the mole corpse, she said, "I think it's dead."