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10-31-2016, 12:53 PM
Condemned to predetermined damnation for eternity
What a fun night this was!
The Dragonling is alight with it, he fit right at home at this time of year. Stood in the darker area of the blood falls, his smouldering insides and visible ribcage and bones made him a spooky sight. He watched others step forward and choose tricks, he might have to learn a thing or two from this demon, as he dished out curses that both amused and disgusted him.
Even better when the creature turned it's tricks onto his father, and he found himself leaning forward on cloven hooves trying to spy what exactly he had done to him. It didn't take him long to guess, a stifled cackle trying to make it out of his fanged maw as he desperately spluttered to keep it in check. Okay, alright, his turn.
Tyrath took a couple steps forward and passed one more glance around those gathered. He wasn't about to turn down a chance at getting something good, even if some of the things handed out weren't so treaty after all. He could always find a way to scare and delight Astarot or one of his siblings if that was the case.
"I'll pick a treat." Judging by my father's poor luck, I'm not risking it either.
"Talk."
tyrath
Tyrath picks TREAT
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