Sep 25, 2016 6:08 am
The water genasi leans forward. "The only thing you will clean," she says, a stern yet amused tone in her voice, "is your plate. I'll brook no protest on this, Master Coda, and then it's straight to bed."
With that she rises from the island and steps towards the large stove, setting a small pot upon a hot plate. The tiny serpentine creature uncoils and launches itself through the air to alight upon the genasi's shoulder, after which it burrows into the sling and settles itself within the bundle. The genasi begins to hum quietly, a rolling and lithe tune akin to a nursury rhyme, while she works.
With that she rises from the island and steps towards the large stove, setting a small pot upon a hot plate. The tiny serpentine creature uncoils and launches itself through the air to alight upon the genasi's shoulder, after which it burrows into the sling and settles itself within the bundle. The genasi begins to hum quietly, a rolling and lithe tune akin to a nursury rhyme, while she works.