Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20151202154950/@comment-17114085-20151206111354

(Since everyone is updating their dragon forms, I have as well. Sahvri's old dragon form will be what his father looks like, aka a bright red Skyrim Dragon.)

Sahvri headed towards the stalls in the center of the city to buy some food from local hunters. He could hunt himself, but that always ended up in him burning part of the forest, which the Jarl didn't like. He stopped at a stall selling venison and looked down at the food. "A fresh catch." He said.

"Aye, caught it this morning, lad." The hunter replied.

"How much?" He asked.

The hunter seemed a bit uneasy. "For you, 2 gold a piece."

"That is cheaper than usual." Sahvri said reaching into his pouch. The sharp claws of the guantlets grabbed the gold and placed it on the stall.

The hunter old took the gold when the Dragonkin's hands were far enough. "Enjoy the venison."

"Oh, I shall." Sahvri said picking up the meat. He could tell the hunter was afraid of him. That was one reason he didn't like comming into town. Most of the people were scared of him.