<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ZSuk9Ip.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Yva Twin-Belts (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345845.msg16297261#msg16297261)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Dragon Pit-Fighter lv.3<br/><strong>HP:</strong>23/23<strong>Armor:</strong>1<strong>XP:</strong>1/10<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/>"Indeed pretender..." Yva said, unclasping the two title belts that made up her only clothing. However she wasn't just flashing them her exaggerated curves for the fun of it, as Yva's body would start to grow and shift, scales spreading across her skin and fur growing overtop of them, her horns curling and extending, massive wings sprouting from her back. Suddenly what stood before them was not satyr-esque woman, but a massive dragon, tall as at least three men,<strong>"...a <em>true</em> dragon"</strong>she said, her voice carrying significantly more bass.<br/><br/><strong>"An old rug...yes. You were on the verge of a shootout with those merchants...over an old rug..."</strong>she repeated with obvious skepticism, the golden glare in her three eyes sending a clear message "keep insulting our intelligence and you die",<strong>"And I'm sure it's a coincidence that you were selling this "old rug" right after the Serpentwing's shipment vanished. The shipment you were the only guards for"</strong>