Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20160910125325/@comment-26108027-20160922155150

Ragnar looks at the ant-sized human poking him. His pupils are hypnotizingly thin. His motions aare almost robotic as he slowly looks back at the city.

"Yes! Yes! Central is mine, all mine!" Princess Aureus of Desert cheers, admiring her purple dragon skin slippers.

"Indeed it is, Princess." The panda coos, rubbing her shoulder. He admires the chaos happening outside. The building burning, the people screaming... He has Aureus wrapped around lis little finger, and the king of dragons under his thumb.

He was going to find that traitorous little cat, even if it meant destroying a kingdom.