-Well...just imagine how much the average hotel looks after these numbnuts arrive in it. Now imagine that in a rundown unlived house-
-I mean, besides the elf toking up and the cat boi snoring away on the couch, there's a young man in the corner feeding a really weird cat-bird hybrid, looking slightly weirded out by his surroundings-
-...And Joanna walks in, notices the catboy on the couch, and unceremoniously pulls him off and tosses him out the window-
Joanna: Sorry. It sometimes shows up from time to time.
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Joanna: No, she is not ill. She had complained about the noise generated from the other people here, claiming she could not sleep.
-Zoe just inhales deeply from her pipe and shows it to Angrmark-
edited 27th Jul '17 1:35:26 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)

Clair: I am indeed. A trainer of dragons to be specific.