Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161217152507/@comment-25363089-20161231225037

"...Its Kojote and they aren't pest.....but i see your point.". Margrit said sighing with annoyance as she snatched the wine bottle from the mail man as she looked over the bridge she could see the gator population was a little too high she would have to thin it out some day..or have her son do it. "Thank you.". Margrit said to the mailman as she then sign the paper work and sent another bolt of lighting in the water causing the gators to get out some of which went onto her part of the river as she walked back. She whistled. "Oi! Nickelae! But outside! NOW". She barked at the house knowing her son could hear her.

Nickelae came out. "Yes?". He asked his mother curious as to what she want from him. "Gators about got the mail man. Thin their number down i don't want to find a mail man in the belly of one these creatures. Now go.". She ordered her son as she walked back inside with the wine bottle package. She tore it open and found the wine in tact along side..a possible note from Sir Blackstone...at least it looked like it was one. She open the wine bottle and sniffed the wine. "Well aged for sure...but from where i can't say..". Margrit poured herself a small glass and sipped it. "Vale?" Maybe.".