<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/547278907636842500/963645797172379718/Ehe9uZRXcAAnjCY.jpg?width=472&amp;height=638)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sashiko Mirume<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Shadow<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday| April 1st 2050|8:40 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Golden Peach Chinese | Downtown | Raven city<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Poppy, Brett<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"I believe that Brett may be speaking of... Peon work. What the peasants of the realms tended to, toiling in fields and working..." Sashiko said to Poppy with a sneer. "Such debasing work is not befitting. Immortality, power, it puts us above that sort of work. There must be another way... Maybe something to do with the dragons that have followed us through the portal." Sashiko crosses one arm across her chest, her other on the table, tapping it with a finger in thought. "There has to be<em>some</em>benefit for us slaying dragons here. Like in the park?" Sashiko offered. In the last world, the threat of dragons could stop peasants from going about their duties or lead to other death and destruction. The dragons in the park where killing other people... surely if people knew who had done it, they would be rewarded?<br/><br/>Sashiko's thoughts are broken briefly, and she looks over her shoulder. "... The food is taking a long time to arrive. Even common houses aren't this slow." Giving a brief moody look towards the kitchen, and in general at the waiters working. Food service she was used to was far faster, as soon as she asked for it, it was being delivered.