[h3]Martina Stonehammer[/h3]
Martina cracked a small smile at Gillian's apology, and whilst it was the only reaction she seemed to give to it... Well, for a dwarf it was enough.  At the very least, it indicated that he [i]hadn't[/i] just made an enemy for life.

As she was about to retort to Fanilly (something about her being too stuffy sometimes), she found herself cut off by princess making her entrance.  She'd heard about her beauty, but somehow the tales failed to do justice to just how... How magnificent the princess seemed.  No wonder she was so popular... The half-dwarf couldn't help but admire her elegance, her poise, her... Her...

"By the goddesses, captain!" she exclaimed, nudging Fanilly's sides with her elbow.  "Those are some [i]cracking[/i] tits the princess has, aren't they?"

Dwarfs weren't exactly known for their subtlety, really, or for not speaking what was on their minds.  Still, did she [i]have[/i] to say it so loud?