Zachana bared her fangs in distaste,
"Cheese? Cheese is vile. Old stirred up milk left to rot in a cellar until it achieves the ultimate age in vileness," she noticed the cook scowling at her and snorted in amusement, "Oh my, hope I didn't offend him," she hopped from Shadow's shoulder and soared to the table, landing next to left over steak that had been dinner a few hours ago. She ate half of it and picked up an empty wine glass in her claws. She changed to her human form dressed in her favorite silver coat and black breeches, grinning up at Shadow as she called for wine. She filled up the glass after it came and held it out to Shadow, a mischievous glint in her black pools of eyes. She wasn't done playing yet.
Verloren jumped at Calaethis's voice and muttered to Alliene in sea-elf that she should make sure the dragon locked the door on her way out next time. Alliene just winked and looked at Calaethis,
"Hello, cousin. My skin...is a long story which I've no taste for explaining all over again," she giggled as Verloren sank to her chin in the water, "I heard you talking to the drow outside. Try not to touch him, he attacked me outside the temple and I havn't had a chance to question him yet," Alliene yawned behind her hand.
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