"Thank you for your cooperation," Sylvia replied with another bow and turned around. She began walking toward the Silver Willow Tree, and of course, Rael followed soon after.
Vatyra, although reluctant, followed as well. She mumbled under her breath in an unfamiliar language. However, since his Draconic Intelligence stat gave him the boon of understanding all languages, he was able to understand what she was saying.
But of course, it seemed like the phoenix had a few screws loose.
"Turkey... butter... black pepper..."
"Are you reciting a turkey recipe?" Rael raised a brow. "Not that I'm judging you or anything, but damn... It's a little, how do I put this... unlike you?"
"My foot up your ass will be unlike me if you don't shut up," Vatyra shot back with a scoff.
Rael rolled his eyes at her behavior and decided to fix her crankiness. Of course, he would do that by buying a simple turkey.
