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A shadowy Charizard glided through the ground, only his head visible from below. It was a wonder what it looked like under the surface while he moved in this way.
"Hey, I think I can still taste," Owen said. "Get me a drink too! Mhynt has money, and stuff."
"And stuff. Owen, don't you have an account with the banks at home that's a large fortune?"
"Well, I kept forgetting I had it..."
Mhynt sighed.
Milotic Zena, meanwhile, slithered into the saloon and eyed a decent stool to coil around. Her large size made some of that awkward, and the desert heat wasn't doing her scales very well. But Gerome's bar had bits of sand everywhere, and she wasn't quite ready for that...
Upon spotting Nova, Mhynt offered a respectful nod. "Nova," she greeted. "Perhaps you would like to rest more? Here, a seat."
"Hey, I think I can still taste," Owen said. "Get me a drink too! Mhynt has money, and stuff."
"And stuff. Owen, don't you have an account with the banks at home that's a large fortune?"
"Well, I kept forgetting I had it..."
Mhynt sighed.
Milotic Zena, meanwhile, slithered into the saloon and eyed a decent stool to coil around. Her large size made some of that awkward, and the desert heat wasn't doing her scales very well. But Gerome's bar had bits of sand everywhere, and she wasn't quite ready for that...
Upon spotting Nova, Mhynt offered a respectful nod. "Nova," she greeted. "Perhaps you would like to rest more? Here, a seat."
