The little dragon's head snapped around, and gave her a look, weighing her in its gaze, before it jumped out of the pouch. It did a quick flight, and landed on the teifling's head, causing his right eyebrow to start twitching. Everyone heard its 'voice' in their heads as he replied. *Miniature? I will have you know I am the proper size for a dragon. I am Lord Rexar the Destroyer, and you should...*<br/><br/>He was cut off as Nameless spoke. "He is a psuedodragon, named Flitz, my familiar, and has a faerie dragon girlfriend named Opal."<br/><br/>*She is NOT my girlfriend! And my name is Lord...*<br/><br/>"Fine, mate, whatever. Where is she?"<br/><br/>*She is NOT MY MATE! She is a pestilence upon my existence, and most eagerly do I await the day she learns to give me the respect I deserve.*<br/><br/>"Pranks are exactly what you deserve, you overgrown, flying newt."<br/><br/>*Impotent demonic wanker.*