Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170704042243/@comment-26517142-20170911041429

Jeiel grins. " Not really, fight.... but more like, a friendly spar. There's a difference in spelling and they way it's played." Jeiel kidded while stretching. "Besides... I'd like to show you I'm no normal push-over. I have some skills to brag too." Jeiel immediately spots an open field past the gardens where they were sitting. "How's about we do it over there?"

"Here." Whiz tosses him a shirt with a rudimentary broken heart in the middle and a phrase that said 'Whiz is no ninny to mess with' in titular bold black. She pats at the snoring Quiberon and grumbles. "She's always been a stumpy old git ever since we sealed and brought her to my care.... and whenever there's a man, she always goes on on how she wants to try eating him .. moving on!" She looks at him. "I want you to look for something for me."