Dragonwriter
First Post
Barrik whistles at the sum. "That explains the desperation to take us." He stretches one arm out and scratches his back before eying Shade. "Now put those blades down and choke your acid back. We won't be killing unarmed foes who have surrendered, as long as they behave well. The way you carry on, I could almost swear you were half-elf... and half-harpy."
He looks over his shoulder at Renard and frowns. "Fantalass, would you mind grabbing the weapons off that archer? If he tries anything, my friend there will deal with him."
He looks over his shoulder at Renard and frowns. "Fantalass, would you mind grabbing the weapons off that archer? If he tries anything, my friend there will deal with him."