algerie hums a classic French song as the sound of her heels clacking on the floor is heard. She is a curvy, thick and voluptuous lady with long white hair with a black rose on the top of her head, a black and red dress that ends with a very small miniskirt, and thigh highs with stockings…she also carried a intimidating flaming mace alongside her usual rigging. She spoke with a warm, friendly and gentle voice that befits her mature appearance and body.

“Bonjour, I am Algerie. I am pleased you have welcomed me to this port. I know you have not been on good terms with Vichya, but I would offer my aid to restore relations between us.”