by The Kingpin » Thu Feb 03, 2011 10:42 pm
"Call me Filtiarn" responded Andruil simply, catching on on the idea. "Unfortunately, the Demon is not dead. But it'll be dead soon enough" he added. his suspicion was rising with the man...something seemed wrong...
Septimus soon stopped reading, setting his book aside and reaching forward, hooking his claw on a hoop on the skewer, lifting it up, the Dragon licking his lips as he bit down on half the large fish, yanking the half down the skewer and eating it whole, a series of crunches being heard as he broke the bones into manageable sizes, gulping it down when he had done so, before finishing off the other half of the fish. The dragon smiled in satisfaction, before setting the skewer aside, his eyes glowing as the map floated out of one of the satchels, looking at it as it unfurled, laying itself out before him. "Well then. let's have a look and decide"...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG