The streets were quiet, and not a soul could be seen. Well... all but one. What looked to be a young naga was slithering down the cobblestone walkways, but in truth, his true form was not a naga. He was a shape shifter, a elven one at that, and he had just used his naga form to get out of a sticky situation involving bandits and thieves who had managed to sneak into the city. They were dead now, their bodies were currently digesting in his second stomach in his tail. But that still left his first stomach growling in hunger. "Don't worry, naga side. You'll get your meal soon enough." He said to himself as he rubbed his well toned stomach. Now he just needed to find a good place to eat, and by looking around he found just the place.<br/><br/>"Sally Goat's Gruff, huh? Never tried it, but I might as well, seeing as my stomach needs food now." The naga mumbled to himself. He then slithered over to the door and opened it, afterwards entering. Blue looked around as he slithered in deeper, and he found that the place was not as good looking as he expected. "Not how I would run an eatery, but I just came here for food." He mumbled to himself silently, and if anyone was trying to hear the naga they would only pick up the sounds that made him flick his forked tongue. He then gave a cheerful smile as he noticed a Satyr was flipping through the TV channels. "Hey, you busy trying to find something watchable, or are you waiting until the next Adventure Time rerun?" He asked in a welcoming voice. Anyone who knew the kingdom's army would know who this naga was. Blue IronHeart.