Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20171226225247/@comment-31049256-20171227071057

Baku twirls his drink, the tiny, ornate thing almost too small for his large mitts. He looks around, appreciating the decadent space, "Nice setup Ladeh Adelaide's got herr, eh Markel?"

The old sorcerer simply nods, not looking away from his newest Grimoire. His Great Magic Weapon, Aisley the Staff, does the same from her place propped against his chair. She did not wish to form her phantom girl body for the task, likely denouncing it as a waste of effort.

He smirks as he looks over to his own GMW, Kittycut. She had no such qualms of having her seven foot werecat body formed, and used it to move around the room and drink from her large mug of alcohol.

She eventually walks over to the Kiki, "So, how's it goin gerlie?" she asks in a friendly tone.