Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20140127222708

"Good." Caleb replied, almost expressing some form of sarcastic life in his tone. "I've always wanted a pet skaal..."

He glanced over his shoulder as Morgen began to tend to the man's wounds, already getting attatched to him. "I'll call him 'buttons."

"Now then..." He began, going back to where he was a moment ago. "I find myself to be in a bit of a tight spot, considering that you attempted to threatened me."

He unleashed a fixed stare that would make anyone uneasy, "I mean, it was a rather poor attempt but still, it's the thought that counts."