#zevran 01

[elementalmastery-blog]

@antivanshadow

“Oh ho! Now that’s a face I recognize. Can’t place the name though,” he murmured the last bit, tapping his bearded chin as he stared. “Something Antivan. Probably something hard to pronounce I imagine. I just know you’re...” He grinned, folding his arms across his wide chest.

“You’re Isabela’s friend! So many naughty jokes between you two, I couldn’t keep up!”

[freelancechameleon]

@corvidesque

There’s a burst of immature giggling even before it happens - but it does still happen. The laughter only intensifies as the front door of the apartment building, deliberately left slightly ajar, is opened - and the precariously perched bucket of water on top proceeds to fall and pour its ice-cold contents all over the unfortunate victim.

An old trick, to some. Less so, to those who come from a world forever trapped in medieval times.

Of course, the red-headed dragon child behind the trick makes no attempt to hide himself or cover his involvement, too fraught with laughter to do much more than bend over double, point, and laugh.