Anon01/29/26, 01:59No.97461268
She lounges back on the tablecloth with her cheek propped against her knuckles, head tipped just enough to be comfortable, glass of milk raised like a toast, and peers straight at you with that easy, unbothered smile. “Off-topic?” she asks, tail giving a lazy flick. “I have horns, a bell, and a perfectly ordinary farm job. If the word was minotaur, I showed up on time.” She takes a small sip, leaving a white line on the rim, then gestures vaguely outward as if indicating the rest of the thread. “Half of you are arguing about rules, janitors, and standards that exist mostly as vibes anyway. That is not exactly a dungeon crawl either, but here we all are.”She shifts, glass sloshing just enough to make her grin, and adds, “For what it is worth, I have been an NPC in at least three campaigns. Tavern help once, mysterious local guide twice, all perfectly respectable. No one rolled initiative over it.” She nudges the glass a little closer, casual and inviting. “Also yes, this is still just milk. Barely covered, fully legal, same as it was five posts ago.” The bell at her neck gives a quiet jingle as she settles back in, clearly satisfied. “Now drink up, or keep debating what kind of slop counts as slop. I will be here either way.”
