Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20190228170536/@comment-25363089-20190313004546

Ghim grunted a bit as she wasn't aspecting Gylfie to be so surpised by her in her eyes at least. Humble aboad such as her little clinic/spa rezort.

"Well Gylfie dear; Your a hunter's granddaughter and a huntress in training yourself. The real question is how could I not and why not? You hunters do so much for us simple folks its really inspiring to behonest..An well at one point in time. I was hoping to be one too..but fate other things planned for me..So I do my best to help out folks in other ways. Hehehe...I guess you can call me a huntress of the mind.

I help folks process their feelings and other illnesses of the mind to help them so that. They don't become possible as..I call them at least. "Grimm magnetics". As we all know grimm are flithy nasty creatures that need to be purged from this world. An well I take it upon myself to help folks wash away their darker sides.

An well I help hunters where I can either by giving them a place to relax or a means of getting treated. An should they be having more personal issues I deal with that to. This is a place of healing and relaxing.". Nellie told Gylfie with such joy and dash of sarrow as well as anger as she clutched her gut area for a moment. She stared at a painting of a grimm and turned it around.