Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170528192558/@comment-31336039-20170617102330

''Okay, I lost my bet. And I'm stuck with a ****** dragon that does not look very friendly. If she jumps on me, I'm cooked.''

The man took as discreetly as possible a deep inspiration while remaining sheltered in the ferns. Avoiding to look directly at her to not reveal his presence. While cursing the fog settling on his airsoft goggles.

''Come on, remember the psychological characteristics of the dragons. There are not many in the RPG now but, arrogance, superiority complex...If I get caught, I should attack like that.''

He threw a new look at his visitor, tightening the scarf that he had placed around the lower part of his face and his throat. Lowered his soft cap and squeezed his weapon (fake but he alone knows it for now)

"Nobody is there. Go along your path, please." He allowed himself to murmur, like an incantation to make the threat go.