Talk:Salamander/@comment-26276240-20150404072234

I was walking through volcanic area, heard there was some loot to be found. I'm armed of course, a simple scythe on my back. I stumble across a Salamander. Naturally, she starts to size me up. I merely raise an eyebrow.

"So," she says. "Would you call yourself tough enough to face me?" I laugh.

"Tough? Tough? I had a bowl of nails for breakfast." She licks her lips.

"Go on..." I lift my foot onto a rock and lean towards her.

"Without any milk." After hearing this, her panties fall to the ground almost instentaneously. I smile.

"Damn straight."