Salterria frowned and pulled her head back a little as she thought and then shrugged and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"but i am a Dragonling, the advantage was always mine... my enemies all fell because they underestimated me and i beat them with my Draconic claws, teeth and fire breath. i was only defeated once and that was by the Royal Apothecary so they knew what i was when they came for me. i was powerless and defeated."</span>she sighed softly and nodded.<span style="color: #b30000">"i would like the stories more then the rest... but i suppose i can accept a gift." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>