Ankyra Sound you sleep with pregnant hookers and your dinosaur eats grass!

caiaphas peered at rat from a narrow muzzle, her mind not yet entirely made up about the peculiar creature. yet any reservation she had seemed eeked from her dubious countenance when the threadbare wretch issued a stifled belch that seemed, some how, larger than he himself. she wasn't outrightly offended by this and it showed -- a faint smile briefly cascaded the dark prominence of her thin muzzle.

"rat and vlad." she remarked, though spoke no further. she cast each of them a glance as if imitating a curtsy -- the dip of her wedge-shaped head given. with that the sylph would return back to her hallows, having many obscure duties in wish she wished to carry out before sundoiwn.