S&S: The Baltic Maidens

[APlaying]

Snow took a long swig of her beer as she listened to Svetlana say that, by comparison, her own life wasn't all that exciting. "Are you kidding, Captain? You might be a total killjoy, but you’re definitely not boring. Not long ago, we caused absolute chaos trying to decide who’d be the leader of our tag team at a luxury hotel. Plus, we’ve even trained with a couple of champions and gone toe-to-toe with some of the best fighters on the LAW circuit. That’s exciting!" she replied. "With Garlim, it’s more like... well, imagine she turns the music up too loud, and suddenly you’ve got the police, SWAT, the FBI, special forces, helicopters, and—hell—even John Rambo himself coming after her." She said, only half-joking.

Meanwhile, as Svetlana went on about warriors and mages, Snow couldn't help but picture her dressed as a mage. It would be hilarious to see. "Hey, by the way—do you have to just imagine what this character looks like, or can you actually design them? I’m pretty handy with a sketchbook," she said with a chuckle.

[Highfly]

Svetlana laughed and snorted at the description of being around Garlim. She fully believed it. "Oh that is good! Oh wow..." Svetlana said.

"I have to imagine because I can't draw however if you want tondraw your character next to a half-elf with red hair with a staff, long robes that have a slit showing some leg too? That would be amazing!" Svetlana said grinning.

"10 strength, 11 constitution, 12 dexterity, 18 intelligence, 16 wisdom, 17 charisma for me...." Svetlana said putting her stats down on paper.

[APlaying]

Snow let out a loud, genuine laugh—nearly choking on her next sip of beer as she read the highly specific notes Svetlana had prepared for her character design. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and shook her head, a broad, teasing grin spreading across her face. "Ah, I see where you’re going with this! A half-elf mage with a slit in her skirt that shows off her leg? Who would’ve guessed that our stoic, strict country girl had such a glamorous hidden side?" Snow remarked playfully, nudging Svetlana with her shoulder.

She leaned forward, resting her forearms on the table as she began to visualize the sketch in her mind. "You know, I’m starting to think this look you’ve described would be perfect for you if you were to take on the role of a 'heel,'" Snow said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.