Frank nodded as well.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"yep, definitely a teenager then."</span>Frank laughed quietly and shook his head.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"it happened occasionally and my first reaction was to alert my neighbors to be careful in the fields so they didn't get cooked, squashed or eaten. cattle can be replaced, people can't. the local guards might make a show of 'checking the caves' to root out the Dragon but not once did they ever find or kill one. oh, one time an 'adventurer' tried to say he killed a Dragon and he had a huge skull to 'prove' it, it was just a whale skull, really big but hardly Draconic and i would bet he found the thing on a beach somewhere. but uh, why would you procreate if there aren't ample supplies to feed yourselves let alone more?"</span>he looked down at the child and let her adjust herself before he stroked her side with his free hand.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"all true, but she is your sister and you should try to get along with her. yes there is a myth that snorting or mixing ground Dragon horn into a meal will increase one's sex drive and prowess... it's all hogwash of course and anyone selling it is a crook since they certainly didn't kill a Dragon to get the powder they are selling. besides, sexual problems are much easier to solve at the local alchemists shop and for a fraction of the price the powder seller will charge." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>