"Just let me by please and I'll be gone"

"No ? Why not ? You wanna fight ?"

*Boot to the head with a clawed foot*

"Hope that was good enough. Bye now."

Five feet of fists and fury wrapped in a gi that might have been white once but that's seen much better days since then, held closed by an even grimier belt

"Bees make honey and trees make wood
Mess with me and I'll fukyaup good"

No matter how much money she makes, the tattered rags only see a few new stains and maybe a few new patches, those new mithril knuckles look nice and shiny though

Go ahead, ask her what kind of dragon she is "Howdafuk do I know ? I wasn't there !! You tell me...PLAID??" she'll snort with a few wisps of smoke curling up then stomp off shaking her head, spitting a small fireball on the ground to kick along in front of her while growling to herself under her breath and scowling angrily
"Who fucks a dragon anyway ?"

Five feet tall not counting her horns
Red wings
Red horns
Red eyes
Red tail
Red scales in places you might get to see
Maybe her daddy was a blue dragon ?

Attitude: Terminally cranky at best
Pissed off at creation and everything in it

Alignment: Variable
Generally neutral but that depends entirely on how cranky she is at the moment

Sex Life: Frustrated
"Who'd want to fuck a dragon anyway ?"


She can be a little rough around the edges but she stays loyal to those who hire her.
 
Current level: 25

/Tells welcome for partying or whatever