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"Well thin' twats' yer definition of a light dragon thin' hinny?" Steele says sarcastically. His arms were full and couldn't carry anymore valuables. The funds would definitely help in the future.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
"Hinny would YE leave Peter with all yer collections nd' expect he'll behave er not sneeze nd' melt all yer valuables? Where would YE leave YER child?" Steele says to Namari.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland saw a larger gold dagger and started over towards it, he wasn't watching the ground when he tripped. "Ouch!" he said as he hit the ground. He looked back and saw a gold opal looking thing.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 1, 2011 22:15:39 GMT -5
Namari wrapped her arms around it and nodded, cuddling up against the warmth. She smiled gently, "Steele, promise me that after this you wont let me take any more orphans in, will you? A dragon and a fire gecko are enough I think."
Steele laughed. "Looks like ye' have a family of reptiles there. Peter's goin' ti be a older brotha'." He smiled and laughed at the site of the two together. "I'd hate ti' see thee teenage years that's fir sure." He laughed.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland had begun to put gold into his sack. He laughed when he heard Steele's comment. "Two teenage lizards, let's hope they aren't like humans when they are teenagers."
"Well it looks pretty big alreedy' I'm sure giving a week it twill' hatch, jus' be sure ti' keep it in a warm area. Dragoon's like warm areas. Oh nd' they can learn ti' talk. Same way ye' can teach a parrot ti'. Jus' watch out, they can be destructive. One day it twill' jus' be chewin' on yer furniture jus' ti be destroyin' somethin'."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland had finally filled his bag up to the brim. He walked over to the two. "Hey I'm going to go back down and skin the dragon. Either of you going to want any of it?" he asks.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 3, 2011 6:03:03 GMT -5
"I don't need any, I normally keep armor under my clothing. Of course, the one day I need it I get ingured, ehh?" Namari laughed, holding her chest in one hand and the egg in another.