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"Well, I can technically do whatever I want, but I choose not to, because it's cheating. As for the DNA thing specifically, it's an infusion spell that I manipulated the ...

Sacred blushes as he answers, scratching the back of his head nervously, "Well, I mean...no, not exactly. The consumption of my wife's blood makes me part dragon because of an ...

Sacred looks at the man with a confident smile as he casually explains, "My wife is a Sundragon; she's a horrific sadist and an even moreso masochist, and loves to ...

"Bl-bleeding?" Sacred questions, turning his head to look at his back. "Oh! Oh, my god! I'm so sorry, I didn't even notice! But, it's cool, I've got it!" he exclaims, ...

"I feel as if there's context I'm missing, here, but if you don't mind my interjecting, who are you guys?" Sacred gestures towards the inn's occupants, his wound still leaking ...

Sacred takes a seat and yawns once, calling out to the direction Thuki was headed, "Another oatmeal, please! And, er, something to sweeten it a tad, too! Thanks!"

@Mage I don't think he got the falcon. Also, @FalconryGirl9086, I don't think I'll ever make a post this long again. Sorry! Sacred drifts awake, his eyes crusted by sleep. ...

Sacred is fine with sleeping outside. He'll probably wake up as an entirely different person, though.

"Etymology, friends?" he calls over, using his mouth as a microphone before a flamethrower fires about two feet from his hand, prompting him to groan and turn to Thuki. "Do ...

"Anybody notice the two guys over there in the corner? What're ya names, friends?" Sacred waves tiredly, his hand flashing once more before he yanks it back.

Sacred - Lime-haired Kitten! "Well, hello there! Still lost?" a tiny, cheerful voice greets a bewildered Sacred's ears as he aimlessly roams the deserted halls of the Battle School. By ...

"Based solely on the fact that not a single person is familiar with his leadership, I'd suppose a shoddy individual, incompetent and neglectful." Sacred smirks, gesturing a finger gun that ...

"Oh? Someone managed to steal a falcon? That's rather surprising, actually; I've never heard of a noble known more for a partner of his than, you know, literally anything else. ...

"Thief, eh? Glass cannon? Oh, wait. No, those are magicians and axe users...I know you're glass something...sniper rifle?...Nah...you're not too good at assassinations yet, are you?...Speedy Physical

"Forgive my intrusion, but good what? " Are you, like, a carpenter or something?" he asks, gesturing towards the gentleman.