01-07-2021, 12:08 AM
The black dragon landed before the ships, a gold necklace clutched in her talons. A meek prize from the temple, but a prize nonetheless. She heard no particular cheers for herself and that meant nothing - she only did what she was told, what was expected of her. Bringing the gold necklace over her head and around her neck, she turned to face Brym, then realized what he, Dead, and Vale were looking at. Her gruesome face contorted into a snarl.
"You've got to be joking." She hissed, leaning over the group for a split moment before pulling away, a red flame licking her lips. "This is ridiculous, did no one think to check the bags before we left?" she grumbled, walking away from the group. "I am in serious need of tea.."
"You've got to be joking." She hissed, leaning over the group for a split moment before pulling away, a red flame licking her lips. "This is ridiculous, did no one think to check the bags before we left?" she grumbled, walking away from the group. "I am in serious need of tea.."
Chernabog 'Cherna' - Ironfolk - Iron Forged - Female
[sup]template made by tikki[/sup]" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗