Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-28718853-20180328232541

Rix appears to notice the blush again, but other then that she smirks as she finishes the match by pressing Reby's hand against the table. The audience cheers and jumps around with excitement as Rix dusts off her paws and says, "Hellhounds are superior furball."

In Reby's view just beyond the jovial crowd, the head of a dark-skinned woman with braided brown hair tied in a ponytail sails past toward the front door. Brief openings through the rambling patrons reveal that she has silver armor covering her body down to her feet.

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The Innkeeper whistles and replies, "Our dislike of them mainly stems from the fact that they are closely associated with those annoying small bloodsucking pests and that they basically function the same as vampires minus the better-than-you attitude. It doesn't help that there's a small colony of them that live quite a distance from this village and a man disappears from here once a week.  I thankfully haven't been bitten by one, but those that have recount the throbbing sensations that they felt from the bites that wouldn't go away unless they were healed with magic or the Vamp Mosquito herself sucked it off."

He taps his finger against the desk and adds, "If we had the resources to drive them out, we would."

Despoina briefly glances back at the Innkeeper, but she turns away just before his eyes turn to meet hers.

"Is there...anything else of interest around this village?" Dravela asks the Innkeeper.

"Well, apart from the bloodsuckers there's a house a ways up the road that's deep in the forest, but that piece of crap hasn't been used in a decade," he replies.