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!
26.Jun.22, 02:41 AM
Maybe it was how tired he was getting or maybe it had something to do with whatever the healer had shoved down his throat, but K'dar thought for a moment about what T'ryn said and then shrugged. "You know... I think I'm more okay with the thought of Gail stabbing someone than the other way around." Either way it was becoming increasingly obvious that he wasn't going to get any better at thinking at that moment.
At least K'dar was still generally aware enough to see the hesitation in Zory's face about having to talk to Gail. "Hey. Remember how much it sucked when I wasn't talking to you? You two should talk. Listen to T'ryn so he can get home to his mate and give me more nieces and nephews. No one else is giving me nieces and nephews." He huffed at that before yawning loudly. He could imagine Mylorah just glaring at him or hitting him for that, or maybe she really was glaring at him, so he added, "No one actually has to give me more tiny relatives. I'm just tired I think."
It was almost like he was a little bit drunk, though he imagined it was probably the medicine combined with being tired from the poison. "Tell N'noa he doesn't have to drug Tiber!" he called out as T'ryn headed out. Maybe someone should tell this healer that he didn't have to drug him either. He let out another yawn before giving his eyes a rest.
At least K'dar was still generally aware enough to see the hesitation in Zory's face about having to talk to Gail. "Hey. Remember how much it sucked when I wasn't talking to you? You two should talk. Listen to T'ryn so he can get home to his mate and give me more nieces and nephews. No one else is giving me nieces and nephews." He huffed at that before yawning loudly. He could imagine Mylorah just glaring at him or hitting him for that, or maybe she really was glaring at him, so he added, "No one actually has to give me more tiny relatives. I'm just tired I think."
It was almost like he was a little bit drunk, though he imagined it was probably the medicine combined with being tired from the poison. "Tell N'noa he doesn't have to drug Tiber!" he called out as T'ryn headed out. Maybe someone should tell this healer that he didn't have to drug him either. He let out another yawn before giving his eyes a rest.
