Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200821025708/@comment-29038468-20200905084222

Tikkit: Elanor gives a small wave and rides off.

Sergeant: The Dragon slides back from the blow, but she still carries out more attacks regardless. Johnathon would note that her attacks are wild, unfocused, she staggers a little each time she strikes his shield, however her attacks are more fluid with each attack he dodges. She has yet to use her fire breath though, a curious thing.

Ser: "Sounds like a clan that understands little of the burden I bear..." Morgan mutters taking the tea. "Hmmm~ It smells really good, thanks!" Ophelia says with a smile.