<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>YAY i love this twist hehehehehehehehehehe, grr msn wont work!</td></tr></table> It was true they did resemble each other in a lot of ways, aside from being a different race of dragons. Sisters could be a possibility, born from the same father, but it was definite there was different mothers. Rommi watched the fire for a little while then looked across at her new friends. Friends what was such a lovely word to say, or well think. It was great to know she wasnÂ’t alone; she smiled at both of them. Things would be different now, happier; she would be able to live a somewhat sane life. It was more then obvious that living alone for all these years had taken a its toll but she was still young there was a chance she could be healed to at least some what of a living person. Rommi tugged at her skirt a bit, a bit of wind kept sending a draft to placed that need not be mentioned. Oh she hated these clothes, she had made them quickly from what she found in the woods, none of them fit properly. All except her coat, for some reason it was the only thing she had owned that fit, she had stopped growing and was still quite small for one her age though. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>ok i am offically brain dead</td></tr></table>
