[Dragonrealms] Mags wants branches.

>lo shan
You are Shanon, Breakfast Connoisseur, a Halfling.
You have a round face, wide-set blue eyes and a freckled nose.  Your golden brown hair is short and wavy.  You have rosy skin and an athletic figure.
You are short for a Halfling.
You are a tartsnatcher.
You are in good shape.



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