Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20171128214526/@comment-27550231-20171230024115

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The Quetzalcouatl 'jumps'  back  in surprise and slinks away quietly and starts to clean up the ruined flowers.

Praetor slowly turns to face the Silver Zin. He has heard many stories about her and has been invited to her springs on multiple occasions but he always turned them down. He knew what lay in this deep dark pit and he wanted nothing to do with it and the longer he stayed there the more uncomfortable it made him.

"Yes. The King of these lands has sent us to here to collect some water for some kind of soup and being the perv he is he want's it specifically from THIS spring. I don't know what kind of sick twisted joke this is but he wants it and says it's very important."

The knight truly did not ike this place as a certain musk lingered in the air. It reminded him too much of that place.

"I you wouldn't mind but we are in a great hurry. The safety of this kingdom and all it's inhabitants are on the line so please." He places his palm on his face and groans because of the absurdity of his request. "May we have some water from your hotsprings?"