Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20190913232519/@comment-31296352-20191010122952

Caelia circled the clearing before coming in to land; her wings gusting the surrounding trees. After touching down, she crouched low to the ground, allowing Maxon to climb off with their travel pack.

Maxon possessed a typically normal human build; standing slightly over six feet in height and possessing somewhat broad shoulders.

He was fully clad in polished steel plate armor, which covered his body from head to toe; a quick glance at the joints showed that he also wore chainmail underneath. His helm was fully enclosed and hid his face; making it ideal protection from the winds while flying.

Across his back, hung a composite short bow with a quiver full of steel arrows; while a steel longsword hung from his left hip in an ornate scabbard.

“Owww, my ass!” He moaned, rubbing his behind while stretching. “I really do need to buy you a saddle, because even in full armor, your scales are not gentle to a man’s rear.”

At that moment, a bright green glow engulfed Caelia; and in a matter of seconds, reverted back to her humanoid form. She then walked up to Maxon and snuggled up against him.

“Sure, but only if I get to use it to ride you once in a while.” She said with a wink and a slight blush.

Caelia stood a few inches shorter than Maxon, though the horns atop her head more than made up the difference. Like most mamono, she possessed a voluptuous build, complete with perky breasts and curvy hips. Her scales were a deep emerald green. And her shoulder length hair was a rich golden blonde, with eyes matching in color.

Her attire was also typical for mamono wear, consisting of a revealing, green silk top and a pair of matching short shorts; both of which just barely keeping her decent.

''“Caelia! Shush!”'' Maxon hissed, frantically looking around for any bystanders within earshot.

“Oh relax! Gods, you get so embarrassed so easily it’s cute!” She said with a giggle, while removing his helm before discarding it; revealing his blushing, bare, freckled face, complete with green eyes and short-cut ginger red hair. Though Maxon was twenty years of age, it was easy to mistake him as a late teenager.

Caelia then leaned in for a kiss, which Maxon returned in kind. When they parted lips, Maxon spoke up.

“You were right, I was wrong. And for that I’m sorry. Though I do think you just got lucky.” He teased.

“Oh stop! There’s no need to be bitter; we’re all wrong sometimes.” She returned. “Now then, how are we doing on money?” She asked.

Maxon in response, put down their pack and pulled from it a sack that took up half of its space. He then hefted it a few times, causing it to jingle loudly, revealing that it was fully laden with coin.

“Pretty well I’d say. Infact, I'd say that we're going to need a bigger sack soon. If we keep doing high paying jobs at the rate we’ve been doing, we’ll be able to buy that castle of ours in no time!” He replied cheerfully.

“Oh good! Alright then, what are we doing right now?” She asked.

“How about we split up; you go find the inn and get us a room. While I go find the quest board and find us some work. Deal?”

“Deal!”

“Okay then, let’s see here….”

Maxon then reached in to their coin sack, revealing that it was mostly gold and silver. He then counted out a sum of silver coins.

“Here’s fifty silver, that should get us the inn’s best room.” He said, handing the coins to the Wyvern.

“Heeey, why don’t you just give me the lot?” She asked, gesturing towards the sack. “That way you don’t have to carry it around with you through town.”

“Because we both know that half of it will be gone by the time I get back!” He shot back.

“Ehehehe.” She laughed, slightly blushing and scratching her head.

She then took the coins in her wing claws, before turning towards town.

“Alright then, I’ll see you at the inn!” She called out, running into town to look for the inn.

“Alright, see you there!” He called back, retrieving his helm and hefting their pack before setting off to find the quest board.