You old dog you, Crom, with Marley.
Marley 'blessed' by Crom!
A little too dark, but that's Neuro, Portia, and Amaris(I think) wielding finger weapons.
From left to right, Gen, Marley, and uh, help! Enjoying the Sunday after hangover.
Blackie attempts to swingdance with Shadowstorm.
Step-step-back Marley and Shadowstorm laugh.
Uber speaks with Portia and the rest of The Dreaming.
Biggles bows to the all mighty ORD held by Gen.
The Tuscan Warriors at the Bash, from left to right Me, Cynthia, and Rathowen.
