Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170409010705/@comment-26545936-20170411021514

(No, no, 'multiple gestures of self-pain and dawning WTF' Fine, I didn't describe Studier's enviroment before, fine... he is not in a universe you 'recognize' god... why? Why would someone who can potentially travel across universes have any problems?! Okay I get it, Bonds Forged by Iron Cuts is kinda OP, but this is just a little bit stupid. Anyways I'm going to go on, but I'm ignoring that little 'tidbit.')

What you see before you is a massive hoard of gold and other precious minerals just EVERYWHERE, surrounding this hoard are lines and lines of bookshelves, with you guessed it! Shitton of books.

And what stands before you... well... calling it gargantuan would be a insult.

It's a dragon with scales that shine of a brass metallic color, its eyes are more like orange orbs that glow, then any real actualy eye. this being appears to be quite surpurised as you assume it to have the draconic equivalent of a raised eyebrow.

"Oh?" A booming, deep almost regal voice echos across this chamber.

"Now isn't this interesting?"

The massive dragon known as Studier in Flux shake his head and nods.

"Oh yes, Glub, yes I created her, in my spare time... When I was trying to think of more intelligent golems that could 'handle' more diffcult orders... It worked, but Glub was a sucessful first mistake. The others take a liking to her and so do I... So now we want her back."

"If you could tell me where exactly she is, I would be most thankful."