don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
A dragon? Color Raza impressed. While the proprietress often feels like Melita can get ahead of herself, she’s never doubted the redhead’s ferocity. And, well, Fangorn is her signature companion, but she can imagine he isn’t terribly useful. Or bright?
No offense, of course, to the little gourd, though she does give the bouncin’ orange ball a knowin’ second glance as if to say, not gonna be an only child much longer, huh? “What made ya want a dragon?” she asks as the two of ‘em navigate their way through the market crowd, purely curious. “And no, I been too wrapped up in the Hanged Man an’ Fingers stuff… what’s a deity doin’ out in that godsforsaken place?” Crinkling her nose, the Torcher clearly has opinions on Hak Etme.
But then Raza always has opinions ‘bout everythin’.
No offense, of course, to the little gourd, though she does give the bouncin’ orange ball a knowin’ second glance as if to say, not gonna be an only child much longer, huh? “What made ya want a dragon?” she asks as the two of ‘em navigate their way through the market crowd, purely curious. “And no, I been too wrapped up in the Hanged Man an’ Fingers stuff… what’s a deity doin’ out in that godsforsaken place?” Crinkling her nose, the Torcher clearly has opinions on Hak Etme.
But then Raza always has opinions ‘bout everythin’.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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