<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Marco2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrok/Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Room, September 1st<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, Grey T-Shirt, Black Combat Boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/>The shower did Ragnar good and with every step he felt closer to his normal self. These powers were still too new to him and now he realizes part of the problem... Myth had skipped breakfast after it had been scattered across the kitchen and now after a huge transformation into two dragon forms Ragnar was famished. He thinks back to the fight and is still amazed at some of the thoughts passing through the dragon's mind. One of them was a curious thought about how a Doombot would taste... Ragnar knew that D&D style dragons would eat metal and treasure at times, but never expected one he changed into would have a thought like that.<br/><br/>As he got closer to the dining room the smells of freshly cooked food greeted him... A hand pushed the door open as Ragnar walked in his long hair pulled back and bound into a long tail like the twin tails of his goatee. He had thrown on the first clothes he found and discovered that he still had some old shirts. The grey T he had put on clung tightly to his upper frame and to his surprise Ragnar found he kind of liked his shirts like that. Looking at the gathered people already Ragnar decides to take a seat by Betsy since he is still none to thrilled with Toad from the earlier happenings.<br/><br/>Eyeing the food his stomach growls loud enough to cause some of the other students to look at him. Ragnar wanted nothing more then to dig in his mind already on thirds and fourths, but knew he should wait for the others. Still it was going to be a tough wait...