J.B. Norman

Encyclopedia Realmgardica: Falcata of Theophano

Armed: to the teeth Thews: iron Doesn't fit in: her bed

Composed, I believe, when Liszt pushed his piano down several flights of stairs...

Utterly humourless about: proper manners and etiquette, which fork to use when Prone to: indignation

"Thousand cherry blossoms I can't hear your voice Indigo sky faraway Shoot it with the raygun."

If you think you're beating her at chess, that means she's got you right where she wants you.

"What's all this, then?"

She hasn't quite figured out how yet, but she's sure this is all Nolan's fault.

"No matter what her mother says As it's time to dance around."

A funny thing happened on the way to the Opera. Well, no. Not 'funny', so much as 'five hours long'.

Meesed to pleat you, too, Nolan.