#osfirth.navier

"oh, 'come to transvania, it will be fun! think of the adventure!'" the look oz shoots navier is nothing short of exasperated. "see if i listen to you again. do you know how busy i have been since it happened? running around like i am getting paid to do so." never mind the fact that he was paid to do so, that was clearly beside the point.

a pastry is held out to navier, no doubt swiped from the kitchens. transvanian food couldn't hold a candle to the delicacies of home, but at least this one looked halfway decent. "it probably isn't poisoned, who knows? i'd put my gold on not."