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Wyvern: -smirks, deflecting the blade with a magic barrier and pushing him back again- whateer
Wyvern: -shrugs- if you say so -lifts his hand, sending a massive wave of energy at Dallas-
Wyvern: Cause I don't wanna -grins, flexing his hands- now go away
Wyvern: -giggles- that was me! But, I'm not gonna stop...
Wyvern: -cocks his head- whatcha doin' here? -grins, arms swaying-
(I will now play a little part for Dallas) -high pitched giggling comes out of the shadows, a small child walks out- hello! (btw, this child is...
Roland: -walks out after her, closing all wounds- she really needs to calm down though. Friends are needed in the war... Sophia: -see's Death...
Roland: -shakes his head- she'll come around. Or, I could just flatten her with my magic, and that might help -thinks for a second- nah, probably not
Roland: -smiles lightly to himself, stroking a finger down his face and making the pain vanish- before you go, you should know that chaos dragons...
Roland: -grins- now now, before you get all mean and angry, do you know you I am? I don't know who you are, and these are crucial details for meeting
Roland: -walks casually into the food court and takes a seat across from Death- hello, again. It seems we did not meet before
Roland: and while you do that, I must go attend to the other chaos dragon I saw earlier, it seems there are few of us in this town
Roland: -rolls his head- there is an unusual source of magic nearby, and I think I've located it. Would you go stop it for me? Three blocks down...
Roland: -grins and mentally marks Death, then keeps searching- Dallas? We have some things to do -stands-
Roland: -sits on a bench and looks around, while appearing to do nothing is actually searching for vast sources of magic, ignoring all dragons-
Accepted
And for gifts, maybe an expensive one could be a pair of shoes or a dress :3
Roland: -sighs, drinking the rest of his mocha and throwing it in the trash- now, for sure there is a strong source of magic here that is blocking...
Sophia: -sits on the side of the road, opening her locket and looking at her mother, sighing- maybe you could have stopped Roland...
Roland: -laughs- she obviously can't tell who I am... Too bad for her. -sips his mocha, getting up and passing the other two girls, slipping his...