Nana Goodmane

Portrait
Description
A fat old woman with a ready gap-toothed smile, and a kind word for all she meets.  Except them what really annoy her.

Appearance:

Short and wide, her bosum heaving like an overworked metaphor, she bounces through life, oblivious and happy, her face wrinkled from years of smiling.  She is often accompanied by a foul-tempered, foul-smelling black panther that she insists is just a cute little kitty.

Height: 5 feet
Weight: Lots.
Hair Colour: Grey
Eye Colour: Brown
Complexion: Wrinkled and tanned.
Age: Yes.  Lots of it.  
Race: Human.
Bust: Massive.
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It was a dark and stormy night, the broom sputtering and struggling under me.  Normally I didn't like flying the dratting thing, but I had been on an urgent call for a difficult birthing on the far side of the pass.  Sudden like the sky went purple and then a deep blue cone of energy grabbed me and sucked me into it... next thing I know we be plummeting out of the sky, the broom had just enough mojo in it to turn a crash into a crash landing... all thats left is the shaft. not a single bristle survived.

So here I am, in this strange land, and just trying to make meself useful.  Apparently round here witches be thought of as some sort of nasty evil thing.  But they got demons and such walking the streets plain as day too, so I wear me hat, and ply my trade, curing, herbal medicines, and expert midwifery.  

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The Lights:
Red Lights: permanent things
Green Lights: Let`s see what RP may lead to.  
White lights: RP, meeting new people, new places.

There might still be a few dances left in the old girl.
Player:Juan1taDeJul10
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human