[To the dragons. Because she's bloody. Yeah. That's absolutely what she meant.
Rosalind teleports away on that note, going to stand by the side of the pen. Aranea's got to do this next part by herself; she's not going to risk getting bitten by a dragon who doesn't know you're only supposed to attack the proper bait.
Luckily for her, they are intrigued by Aranea. The boldest one is starting to trot, drool pooling in its mouth as it stares up at what clearly is some kind of bloody snack. The others, encouraged, start to follow; soon Aranea's got three dragons eyeing her up.
aranea; the one with dragons
[To the dragons. Because she's bloody. Yeah. That's absolutely what she meant.
Rosalind teleports away on that note, going to stand by the side of the pen. Aranea's got to do this next part by herself; she's not going to risk getting bitten by a dragon who doesn't know you're only supposed to attack the proper bait.
Luckily for her, they are intrigued by Aranea. The boldest one is starting to trot, drool pooling in its mouth as it stares up at what clearly is some kind of bloody snack. The others, encouraged, start to follow; soon Aranea's got three dragons eyeing her up.
Time to run, hm?]