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Chibiman007
 Posted: Mar 6 2014, 10:30 PM
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It was a cold morning in Hafen, the humid air lost in a chilling Breeze. As with every morning the docks were covered in mist and fog making Visibility low. But despite this veil of fog news of an interesting visitor travel through the port city quickly, easily reaching the ears of even the seediest Criminals. A wyvern had taken up residence at the docks for the night. The wyvern in question was Scra'oth, a traveling Wyvern whom fancied himself an explorer of the world. He was perched on a boat, much to the captain's dismay, sitting atop the mast as he watched the docks. On occasion he would catch birds that flew by, eating them after plucking them out of the air. He was perfectly content to stay there and be a nuisance all day if the humans bothered him.
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 Posted: Mar 6 2014, 10:54 PM
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Nightclaw sat on the docks, fiddling with a stick she had found. She didn't exactly care how it got into the dock, she more so wondered how it fell off the tree. She sat on her dock, and heard aggravation about how some Wyvern was sitting on a ship causing some grief. She figured she would see if she could do something, not that she exactly wanted to. She thought of it as something to do so as to not be bored anymore, not to help the people on this dock.

She found her way to the ship easily enough and just walked on, ignoring the aggravation of the already angry captain. She just stopped at the bottom of the mast and looked up, kicking the base of it to see if she could catch the things attention. If this didn't work then she would just go out once again and start selling her potions.
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 Posted: Mar 6 2014, 11:04 PM
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The kick shook the mast which caused the wyvern to look down. Scra'oth stared for a moment before leaping from his perch to the ship's deck. He landed, which cause a loud thud and caused the ship to sway back and forth. Scra'oth looked over nightclaw then snorted. " Why does little creature bother Scra'oth's perch...." He asked, his voice rumbling from his throat. "Scra'oth hunting birds...."
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 Posted: Mar 6 2014, 11:12 PM
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Nightclaw watched the wyvern drop to the deck and just glared at him, putting her hands on her waist. She waved one of her hand towards the dock and arched an eyebrow in suggestion. Honestly if this thing wanted to stay she would stop it, but she was at least putting in an effort.
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