Olalla G. Semenov
Male— Ardent— The Pitt— Bio.— Plot
The behemoth snorted, flicking an ear as the large dragon approached. "Your given all the respect your owed, Ciabhan." He eyed the flowing creature, his expression changing a bit to a less dramatic one.
"Bahahah!" Olalla erupting into a barky, loud fit of laughter before simmering down into a snicker. "Ah yes, our history. Its always our history this and our history that and, nooo you killed my father 50 years ago, its never the now. Such a pitty," the male mocked, fully aware of his joke. The beast huffed, taking note of the name Morrison while casting a glance toward Bai Shi.
"We remain neutral towards The Typhoon unless you would like to speak further about an alliance," Olalla stated as he flicked his tail, wondering what his Councilman of Relations was doing at the moment considering this was a relations ordeal. However, he did appreciate that Bai Shi decided to show up even if this was out of this jurisdiction.
"Bahahah!" Olalla erupting into a barky, loud fit of laughter before simmering down into a snicker. "Ah yes, our history. Its always our history this and our history that and, nooo you killed my father 50 years ago, its never the now. Such a pitty," the male mocked, fully aware of his joke. The beast huffed, taking note of the name Morrison while casting a glance toward Bai Shi.
"We remain neutral towards The Typhoon unless you would like to speak further about an alliance," Olalla stated as he flicked his tail, wondering what his Councilman of Relations was doing at the moment considering this was a relations ordeal. However, he did appreciate that Bai Shi decided to show up even if this was out of this jurisdiction.