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A single young imperial dragon brings a vending stand of trinkets and gold around him, setting it all up. He then sits and waits for a customer to come by. And waits....and waits....and waits....
He plays with a old stone idol, knocking it down and standing it back up again with an occasional sigh.
"I'm starting to get hungry.."
He picks up his familiar in his claws, which growls calmly at him.
"Nahh, you're too skinny, aren't you?" He smirks and sets him down beside him.
The imperial then turns to shout out the stand window, but only manages a passive announcing tone.
"Trinkets, treasures, antiques! All kinds all sizes!"
A single young imperial dragon brings a vending stand of trinkets and gold around him, setting it all up. He then sits and waits for a customer to come by. And waits....and waits....and waits....
He plays with a old stone idol, knocking it down and standing it back up again with an occasional sigh.
"I'm starting to get hungry.."
He picks up his familiar in his claws, which growls calmly at him.
"Nahh, you're too skinny, aren't you?" He smirks and sets him down beside him.
The imperial then turns to shout out the stand window, but only manages a passive announcing tone.
"Trinkets, treasures, antiques! All kinds all sizes!"
+~She/Her Majesty/Her Highness~+
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A wildclaw walks from the forest, approaching the stand. "Oh!" She exclaims, stepping closer to observe the trinkets. She tilts her head a bit as she observes the treasures, then reaching into her satchel to pull out at least fifty coins. As she sets them on the stand, she picks up a small, stone carving, studying it. "How much for this?" She comments, looking back up at the imperial, waiting for a response as she continues looking around the objects.
(Lol is no one gonna post or should I post?
XD
(Lol is no one gonna post or should I post?
XD
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The wildclaw padded into the field, toting behind him a cart with some wooden pieces, crates, and his familiar, a Renegade Aviar. Smiling, he scanned the crowds of dragons, leaning on a crate. "Y'see that Taboo? That is opportunity. A lot of opportunity." His familiar merely rolled it's eyes. Meridian smiled as he looked around, until he saw another stand. He would always recognize the sheen of the stand planks.
"Blast it! Someone's gotten here first!" He tapped his large claw against the ground in thought, before lighting up with an idea. "Whad'ya say to some friendly competition, Taboo?" His familiar snorted, opened up the largest crate, and began sorting clothes by section.
Taking his load with him to the stand, he settled a fair distance away, attempting to catch the Imperial's eye. Meridian set up his own stand, took the sorted crates, and began putting clothes out to advertise. Finished, he called out, "Apparel of all kinds here! Come take a look at my stock!"
While waiting for customers, he took out a pair of goggles, a leather satchel, and a bow and quiver, hanging them on tiny hooks on the top of his stand.
The wildclaw padded into the field, toting behind him a cart with some wooden pieces, crates, and his familiar, a Renegade Aviar. Smiling, he scanned the crowds of dragons, leaning on a crate. "Y'see that Taboo? That is opportunity. A lot of opportunity." His familiar merely rolled it's eyes. Meridian smiled as he looked around, until he saw another stand. He would always recognize the sheen of the stand planks.
"Blast it! Someone's gotten here first!" He tapped his large claw against the ground in thought, before lighting up with an idea. "Whad'ya say to some friendly competition, Taboo?" His familiar snorted, opened up the largest crate, and began sorting clothes by section.
Taking his load with him to the stand, he settled a fair distance away, attempting to catch the Imperial's eye. Meridian set up his own stand, took the sorted crates, and began putting clothes out to advertise. Finished, he called out, "Apparel of all kinds here! Come take a look at my stock!"
While waiting for customers, he took out a pair of goggles, a leather satchel, and a bow and quiver, hanging them on tiny hooks on the top of his stand.
[that moment when you want to join but aren't sure how to]
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KungFuCutBug (i know that feeling all too well. don't worry, it's fine. the plotline we were following seemed to crash and burn. i'm fine with retconning it if everyone else is)
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KungFuCutBug (i know that feeling all too well. don't worry, it's fine. the plotline we were following seemed to crash and burn. i'm fine with retconning it if everyone else is)
(Ima show my new character in a bit,just give me a few mins to make it)
(Ima show my new character in a bit,just give me a few mins to make it)
Boop snoots
Not boots 
Cutbug
