Nahare strolled along the street with a Limsan tune cheerily hummed upon her lips. Golden hues would catch sight of a Bronco Grease advertisement, but it was the woman upon it that caused the Seeker to stop in her tracks. "Bloody 'ells!" She exclaimed, lips agape in awe. The woman in question was none other than Lady Croft herself. "Ye may be a stubborn broad, but Twelves be damned if'n ye ain't got a nice arse! PAHAHAHA~!" Nahare cackled and snorted evilly, ears wiggling with a twisted sense of glee as she continued on her way.
