Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190724003816/@comment-29994693-20190725182317

Stitch stood, towering over the Dragonborn and matching the Aasimar for height. His tail was lashing back and forth agitatedly thigh he seemed calm. He rolled his shoulders back and narrowed his eyes at the aasimar,

“What job could an aasimar possibly have for a Dragonborn?” He thought she seemed pretty sketchy and was about to leave