The dragontaur stared at the human female for a moment, before nodding, and holding out a clawed hand, ready to seal the deal. Once she had shook his hand, he walked around her, to indicate that he was taking the rest of the day off. The smith said, "What the fug do you mean you are taking the rest of the day off, you overgrown lizard freak? You have orders to finish!"<br/><br/>The dracotaur returned to the smithy, with a particularly blank look on his face, and reared up to grab a particularly cruel looking battleaxe, heavily enchanted, obviously his personal weapon, before resting it on his shoulder and going outside again. What ever the dragontaur did was dead quiet, except for a single hollow 'thock'. The smith said, "Fine, you worthless brute, you can have the rest of the damn day off. But no meals except for whatever you catch yourself."<br/><br/>The smith came back inside walking right past Kathrine, giving her a glare of suspicion, but did no say a word, instead going inside, as Celephia came out. He nearly shoved the dragon herm aside, but hir raised eyebrow made him decide against it. Turning to Kathrine, she asked, "What did you do this time?"