by Hopeflower » Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:06 am
Vix swayed a bit, having to take a half-step forward to regain her balance. She cursed inwardly. Arsenic shot a glance at her, then looked back at the pseudodragon. 'I'm not sure I CARE to know of your kind...' he said, testing the string on his bow again as he tilted the weapon towards the irritating creature. 'I have to wonder though...how much for a pair of pseudodragon-hide boots...'
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown