<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2f/f8/b6/2ff8b6327f323407ec8153f38d2671a5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Pharon Draelig (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147073#msg16147073)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Darkness<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured(Dragon Slayer Armor underneath) <br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10 April 2050, 10-ishAM.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Staying with Brett had been strange because this was a strange place, but he was underneath his gruff exterior, a kind and honorable man. Also, Pharon got to stay with his Slayer family, which eased his heart, as his kind weren't usually solitary by nature. Also since they were living under his roof and eating his food, it only made sense that they went to buy more of it for all of them. He had gotten used to people getting food for <em>him</em> since his induction into the Dragon Slayers, but he came from a tribe where this was beyond ordinary. And aside from trading with other tribes, settlements, and villages, all food had to be sourced from nature through hunting, farming, or gathering.<br/><br/>So to find out that he could use money to go to a store and just buy everything they needed, was terrific. They had stores back home, but a general store was nothing close to the splendor of a grocery store with <em>air conditioning</em>. Pharon loved to cook, and he was great at it, so he had taken the official role as "House Chef" and now cooked for everyone in Brett's home as well as at Catty-Wampus. This, as well as his size, was the reason he was sent to the store alongside his lovely fellow slayer Sashiko. His phone was still in his pocket because he know if he pulled it out, he'd get stuck playing games again. And that was bad for everybody else involved if a Goliath was walking around without paying attention to where he was going. He looked down at Sashi's phone and saw the picture of the three female Slayers and showed off his pointy, pearly whites when he looked at it. <br/><br/>"The three most beautiful women in the Kingdom," he said genuinely when he saw their smiling faces. "I want to be in the next portrait. I'll even sit on the ground if I have to." After studying the phone for direction, she told him they had to go several <em>blocks</em>...how did those compare to leagues he wondered? "Let us go, then. The faster we return, the faster I can whip us up something delicious." As they walked, he looked down at the people around them who were either too absorbed into their own phones and lives to notice anyone else, or the ones who were all too interested in his stature and Sashiko's...<em>everything</em>. People thought Goliath's were simple, but Pharon certainly was not. <br/><br/>He knew how unbelievably gorgeous Sashiko was and was honestly surprised men and women weren't walking up to her every few moments confessing their undying love for the purple Fox Lady. He took a deep breath when she asked how work was, cradling his hands together behind his head as they got closer to their destination. "It's been good, really good. I get paid well. I cook all day, get to learn new recipes. People love my food, they ask for pictures or for me to hold them over my head. And if somebody gets too rowdy, Oslow lets me <em>deal</em> with them." He looked down at her while he spoke, and he couldn't help but notice her in thought. "What about you? Have you found something yet? You're incredibly skilled and I know you could find a job that fits you. So do you have anything in mind?"<br/></span><br/>