[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/fbjDf03P/811f468296e2c205d4b5d19d5d6c0b9ff7745b0e-00.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy snorted slightly - she found it very funny how Niah shrugged about the potential curse, and then suggested they pawn the potentially cursed items off to some unsuspecting mortals. She had a tendency in her mind to see Niah as this pure sweetheart of a person, but every now and then she was reminded of how human - and even somewhat apathetic - her friend could be. [color=#9370DB]"Love that, the mortals could use a good curse, call it an early recession or whatever,"[/color] Nancy quipped. She pouted slightly when Mads declared that the coins weren't cursed - but that some of the larger items might've been. [color=#9370DB]"Aww, rats. That's too bad."[/color]

	But hearing that it was all good, Nancy filled up on golden coins as well. They'd have plenty of money for a trip back to New Rome - hell, they could definitely afford airfare as long as they weren't ripped off. Nancy positively swooned at the idea of maybe even getting to go in [i]First Class[/i] - the hot towels, the drinks, the little snacks, the leg room - it sounded absolutely divine. And calm. She'd never been on a plane before, having only really seen them in movies, but they seemed so peaceful and quiet. [color=#9370DB]"I'll give you a nice tip,"[/color] Nancy joked, holding up a gold coin to 'entice' Niah to carry them down - as if Niah wasn't also rich with gold at the moment.