Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-28358106-20160715033809

"What?  What do you mean?" Aurum looks at Aabi. "Planning what?  I haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about," she says, her brows furrowed.

"Hey, a Dimorph!" Lucida squints her eyes. "...Wearing a tiny hat with a tinier fluffy feather in it.  Huh.  Putting that one down." She pulls out a journal and starts scribbling and making a sketch.

"Be sure an' write down the part about her bein' a pain in the arse," growls the Lizardman. She looks at Hound. "So...um...am I free to go?  You gonna hold me prisoner or somethin'?  Kinda wish you would. Haven't eaten in four days," she grumbles.