Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28718853-20170715233522

Nia simply shrugs and says, "Well, I tend to listen to others and try to empathize with them, unlike many of the other Dragons who'll blow off anyone they see as inferior. As for where I live, it's really far.  You'd be better off taking an airship so your wings don't get tired."

Riza is eyeing the shot glasses on Sahar like a viper watching its prey. She turns her gaze to Rix and myself who are a fair distance away before turning back to the glasses. "Ohh...I wonder what naughty deeds you're gonna make me do you little devils," she murmurs to the shot glasses.

Rix leans into Forjod's ear and whispers, "Wanna ditch her sweetie, if we're lucky, a horny man might get her before she gets you."

"Wouldn't your Aunt Dravela kill you if you did that?" Forjod asks. "Damn it!" Rix growls, smacking her face with her open paw.