Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
16.Feb.12, 07:10 PM
She clung to R'nd's hand, and she actually stepped closers to him. The scent of man ran through her nose. She ran through it nose. She stilled herself, trying to breath evening. Men were intoxicating! How had she missed this? No wonder women enjoyed the sex. This was just kind of a high. She paused High? Talian? Was he ok? She shook her head, he want to focus, but Talian's predicaement crept back into her mind. She made a mental note to see him, and check up on him at some point. "You're lucky to be comfortable with each other. I am always having to tip-toe around things and people. It's don't upset the balance, even here." She said softly. Running her hand through darkened hair, Lymsleia licked her lips. " So even if I wanted to drag you away?" she squeeked. Shards, what was it so hard to talk about this. She delt with the results of this kind in work. And now she was actually, propositioning someone?
Lymsleia realized her topic of search and exile might be a sore spot for the riders and so she let it go cold, on its own.
I'shan's question got her heart racing again. The eggs were on the sands. "They're.. amazing. I mean I wanna see real.. live... dragon eggs, but... do you think she'd let me see them? I mean.. I may be just a healer, but perhaps this could be the start of a new profession for me. The others? We'll it depends on what you mean. " She immediately thought Talian, he's depressed state made her shiver.
"I mean, do you think She, would allow it I mean. The.. mom.." Lymsleia paused as she realized this last gold on the planet, was probably keeping an eye on things. "Ummm, do you think it'd be rude to ask to see them, for a healer-purpose... not as a candidate? But as someone genuinely interest? In the survival of both humans and dragons?"
At I'shan's pronouncement she smiled. "I think, you would go well, with ... with.. welll what ever is bestfor you, I'shan, sir..." She tacked the sir on unsure if that was proper address.
Lymsleia realized her topic of search and exile might be a sore spot for the riders and so she let it go cold, on its own.
I'shan's question got her heart racing again. The eggs were on the sands. "They're.. amazing. I mean I wanna see real.. live... dragon eggs, but... do you think she'd let me see them? I mean.. I may be just a healer, but perhaps this could be the start of a new profession for me. The others? We'll it depends on what you mean. " She immediately thought Talian, he's depressed state made her shiver.
"I mean, do you think She, would allow it I mean. The.. mom.." Lymsleia paused as she realized this last gold on the planet, was probably keeping an eye on things. "Ummm, do you think it'd be rude to ask to see them, for a healer-purpose... not as a candidate? But as someone genuinely interest? In the survival of both humans and dragons?"
At I'shan's pronouncement she smiled. "I think, you would go well, with ... with.. welll what ever is bestfor you, I'shan, sir..." She tacked the sir on unsure if that was proper address.
