Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28494541-20180331041359/@comment-30418419-20180402025955

Cobra suddenly snakes behind a dragon and then dodged behind a hut that was used as a vendor’s stall. He closed his eyes, remembering what all of the dragon should he had met looked like, escpeccialy the blacksmith and suspisous one. Then he stood up and walked into the hut he was standing behind, he lifted his gaze to meet the vendor’s and the vendor nodded. Cobra trotted behind the counter and disappeared down a flight of stairs that were quickly covered from the top. Cobra walked donw a long set of stairs, took a right in a hallway, a left, and another left, then reached his room. As he walked he glanced down each other’s path, he had begun these tunnels the day he left the army, but they were yet to be finished.

Cobra flopped down on a pile of mixed rags and soft things. He stared up at the cieling, but out of the corner of his eyes he could see his weapons rack and the cell he had just in case he had any prisoners. With a sigh, Cobra stood up and put the dagger on the weapons rack. I’ll name you later he thought, and then went back to his nest.