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You'd think that someone with computer tech training would check for this, but noooo! It never occured to me that the problem is the lamp was just not freakin' plugged in!
So, good news, my lamp still works. Bad news, I'm an idiot. On the plus side, I'm an idiot that can draw, and now I can draw at night too.
Hee! And boy can I draw sometimes! Or at least color. I'm very pleased with the results of this post. Although. Yeah. Way too much time having fun with light and wet textures!
Hmmm. Does this count as vore I wonder?
Once Na'Nfr translates, Smiles happily submits to the healing, the Troglodyte looking up at Na'Nfr's question. "Wets are...wet?" It shakes it's head briefly, then holds still for Whault. "Wets took your friends..." Smiles gestures to the trail of glistening puddles leading further along the cave. "Bad bad bad. Can't kill wets..." It takes another crunchy bite of ant, chewing on the chitinous shell noisily.
When Mekie and Marissa speak, Smiles looks at them, then to Na'Nfr, obviously realizing that the tall Anubian makes a very convenient translator! Despite Smiles' primative dialect of draconian, it is quite smart...for a Troglodyte.
Category All / Fantasy
Species Reptilian (Other)
Size 500 x 477px
File Size 192.9 kB
nice work on this one its really great. its making mekie want to try a bite too XD
mekie listens to the translation and throws her hands up "alright i dont know what wets are but im sure you can kill them if you NEED to. and if their that BAD we need to hurry if everyone is in such danger." mekie sais as she tucks her shroom light into her busom of her chainmail and readys both her weapons and proceeds to increase her speed and prod smiles on faster but not threatingly.
mekie listens to the translation and throws her hands up "alright i dont know what wets are but im sure you can kill them if you NEED to. and if their that BAD we need to hurry if everyone is in such danger." mekie sais as she tucks her shroom light into her busom of her chainmail and readys both her weapons and proceeds to increase her speed and prod smiles on faster but not threatingly.
Whault nods in thanks towards Na'Nfr for the linguistic assist before returning his attention to Smiles. Placing a hand atop the Trog's head, Whault mutters a brief prayer, casting Cure Light Wounds. Upon finishing he gives a pleasant smile to his patient while subtly wiping his hand off on his pants.
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