Vindle pulled up his sleeve; his skin shined like fish scales.
"I don't exactly have the boring plain skin you speak of. Furthermore, we all have our own opinions. Never would I hate someone because of tattoos, I just don't like the tattoos themselves. So, Priscilla, we weren't speaking bad of your friend." he said as he created a water dog and was able to change the temperature of it to a freezing point.
"Good, works with something simpler." he said.