The GrandMage
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Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Flesh)
He gitted his teeth as bones moved, righting and mending themselves. Skin closed back over them, and he spread his wings, testing them and looking over them. He stood up, and took a few steps away before spreading his wings fully and giving them a few good beats.
He folded his wings up, picking up his pack and sword. He sheathed his katana, looking the magician over. She was kind of hot, but raping her right now wouldn't be that smart. He pulled out his shirt, pulling it on and making sure the sleeves were rolled up to just above hie elbows. He put on his pack and ttucked some of the baggy shirt into his pants so he could still draw his weapon. He stood next to the Dark Elf, looking the group over before looking down at her.
"What do you think? A room would afford us some privacy." He kept an eye on the others, resting a hand on the hilt of his blade.
He gitted his teeth as bones moved, righting and mending themselves. Skin closed back over them, and he spread his wings, testing them and looking over them. He stood up, and took a few steps away before spreading his wings fully and giving them a few good beats.
He folded his wings up, picking up his pack and sword. He sheathed his katana, looking the magician over. She was kind of hot, but raping her right now wouldn't be that smart. He pulled out his shirt, pulling it on and making sure the sleeves were rolled up to just above hie elbows. He put on his pack and ttucked some of the baggy shirt into his pants so he could still draw his weapon. He stood next to the Dark Elf, looking the group over before looking down at her.
"What do you think? A room would afford us some privacy." He kept an eye on the others, resting a hand on the hilt of his blade.