ROLEPLAY

The Matis looked at its apartment in a mess, rooms of armor here, a damaged sword here and parchment rolls almost everywhere.

" Even the prime roots are better tidied up! "

He shrugged and took of under the bed a box which he had sculptured himself in a rotoa uproots during its exi... its holidays in Primes Roots.

" The supple brush in hair of yubo for flat, hard in hair of ragus for details, some stocks of pigments, sponges made of stinga, it looks like everything is there! "

The sigisbae, although homin and Jack of all trades in the service of the Amazon, was still an artist at the bottom of him, ad he had always found that something makes itself was always a beautiful present.

Her former friend had offered him the rather rare materials which he needed, he had thus decided to offer her a portrait made by himself. A creative frenzy had seized him, matched of a strong urge to draw and to paint.

After some workdays, the time to recover in an art which he had not exercised since a few years, he contemplated finally his work of a satisfied air.

" Hey but I forgot not too much one would say! I even improved! "

Matis put itself has smile by saying to himself that its new muse was really an inexhaustible source of inspiration.

He went to the hall of the scouts and confided the picture ended to the concierge by detailing him carefully the mortal wounds and potential inconveniences to which he exposed itself if he did not deliver the package personally to the chief of the Atys scouts.

The concierge, thinking that it had not been forbidden to him to open it, was not ashamed and, whereas he contemplated the work, a crowd began has to gathering, mainly to know why Fyros did not stop shouting " WOOOW! " and because he did not stop saying to everybody:

" Hey you saw that? I am skilled isn't it ? ? It is me who made it! "

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