Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191124214112/@comment-24510587-20191127215005

The salamander emerged from the barrel it had hidden in and scurried back over to Emile, who flinched when it suddenly popped up next to him and barely managed to stop himself from reflexively stomping the little creature. He sighed and looked at the salamander, which gazed back at him with its black beady eyes.

"Survived, did you?" Emile murmured. "Resourceful little fellow, huh..."

The salamander did not reply - as it was a salamander - and merely stared back.

"No, I don't have any more fish strips," Emile murmured, having an inkling of what the salamander wanted of him.