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((This was written in another context, in a game long ago, but hardly forgotten... ))

The Bearded Lady Song

Me lasses beard is soft as snow,
It warms me face and tickles below,
Her fine whiskers be a gift, don't ye know,
Slung o'er her shoulder an tied in a bow!

A bearded lady is fine!
Her kisses much more sublime,
When her chin is all hairy,
I sing loud and merry,
The Bearded Lady is Mine...

Me sweet lass kin hold her ale,
She drinks it down by the pail,
And when men and elves have fallen
"Another Round!" she'll be callin...

A bearded lady is fine!
Her kisses much more sublime,
When her chin is all hairy,
I sing loud and merry,
The Bearded Lady is Mine...

Me lass wields a great bloody axe,
She relishes each of her smacks,
Best not be makin smooth-faced cracks
Lest ye want ta feel her hairy whacks!

A bearded lady is fine!
Her kisses much more sublime,
When her chin is all hairy,
I sing loud and merry,
The Bearded Lady is Mine...

How glorious to have a home on Golarion!

I am, along with Dark Sasha, an officer of the Northern Lights. I don't think it is jumping the gun to say that we embrace Diplomatic relations with any and all.

It is early days, indeed, but I am certain that much of our "charter" will involve exploration, trade, manufacture of goods (crafting) and arrangements made for mutual benefit.

For some of us, this is a Brave New World, and we approach it with wide-eyed wonder and anticipation of wondrous times to come.