Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="Brother Shatterstone" data-source="post: 1295543" data-attributes="member: 13442">Talon Darkstrider: Human/Male (Scoundrel/Soldier)Talon rolls his eyes the closer he gets to the door and mumbles to himself quietly, “The sounds of war are not nearly as load as this…”  The mumbling and thought stops as a grumpy voice interrupts it.  Talon ignores her grumpyness and proceeds to navigate through the minefield of clothes and avoid stepping on anything knowing that some of the clothes cost more money than he will see in a year’s time.  As he tries to get closer to the princess he finds himself ever so briefly glimpsing at the princess’ bare legs which is something he’s trained himself not to, scorning himself privately, he clears a spot for himself.If the princess doesn’t seem to mind he will sit down in the spot cleared.Talon leans down and looks at the purple nail and nods his head as he in satisfaction before speaking, “Not bad, it looks like it will go well with that outfit over there.”   He points to one of the large piles of clothes in an attempt to get out of fashion duty without coming off uncaring.As she wiggles her fingers he realizes just how bored she must be so he plays along to please her, “Fat?”  He looks at her like she has a third eye; “All of them…  but only after you gain 10 Kilograms.”   He winks at her in an attempt to get her to smile.He tries to hand her the coffee, “If your nails are dry…  So what’s up with this fat talk?”  He puts his notes aside realizing it’s going to be awhile…</blockquote>

Verification