<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/PqUJadA.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>0/10<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong>charisma roll: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=161781)<br/><br/>Yva glared at Ho after the kick. Not that it really hurt, but how dare she! She was tempted to wait for her to get distracted and then command her to jump up on the bar and start furiously masturbating for all to see, but she thought better of it...for now. They had to focus on the job at the moment, though the look in the dragon's eyes told the girl she would regret that, or perhaps that she should look forward to it....<br/><br/>"Ah, so you're Scalt's brother, I was wondering why the name sounded familiar" she mused. Scalt was something of a casual fan of pit fighting, occasionally showing up for big events. As such she had seen a fair number of Yva's big matches, and once arranged for a..."VIP fan meeting". Needless to say Char wasn't the first in his family to taste the dragon's juices, "Hmmm, I suppose the obvious question here is among all the people involved, who's the one that gets paid the least? I would assume the guards, no?" she inquired. Perhaps it was her gold obsessed dragon brain, but to her it made the most sense that whoever was getting the smallest payout for the job had the biggest motivation to seek an alternative buyer.