[center][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/54366/posts/ooc?page=2#post-1671425]Vesperia[/url][/center]
A surprised look crossed Vesperia’s ethereal features as she stood in place for a moment with eyes in awe. Had he really been to a human development? Sure, she had lived in a worn log cabin for a little while with a human family but she was so sick that those years there were but disheveled flash backs. She would never even dream of visiting one of those human villages--at least not by herself. Being far too fearful for a dragon there were many things she did not do, quite pathetic in hindsight especially given her fearsome form. Sealameet gave the impression that he was quite the explorer and that was very fascinating. All the stories he probably knew and the adventures of roaming freely among those precocious beings that flew in odd machines. In truth, she wished very much to keep speaking with him but thought it’d be rather selfish to horde him so she decided to carry on, and hoped they would bump into each other again. 

[b]“Thank you Sealameet, for your kindness.”[/b] A warm smile was given as she delicately turned away from him and began walking with the black velvet bag still in tow. 

Vesperia noticed a captivating woman with hair the color of a December snowstorm and had to pry eyes away. She was certain that compact figure’s dragon form was equally mesmerizing. While passing by, the dark elementalist smiled gingerly at the wintry female who seemed a little distraught. Unsure if she should approach the distressed dragon, however, Vesperia thought it best to give her space.

Soon thoughts about where to explore continued. A swim did sound lovely or maybe crystal shopping would be nice. She did enjoy watching younger dragons train though; combat secretly had been a growing favorite of hers though she did not like to admit it yet. Darkness coursed through her and the more she used her abilities the more she lusted for power. Although wielding necromancy mysticism did not make her evil per se, it was lucrative and some of the spirits she summoned beckoned her to test out the more sinister side of darkness. Habitually she struggled with keeping a balance between a virtuous nature and a malevolent one. Acerbus had not mentioned this and he needn't bother because she could feel that wicked pull, and knew her family dabbled in nefarious magic. 

A training area came into view finally sending any previous woe spiraling away. Three stunning dragons were speaking among themselves giving the youngster a lesson in generating proper voltage. Vesperia could not help with that, as her magical affinity had really nothing to do with living conduits. She watched them with a warm smile before taking a seat on a flat boulder underneath a weeping tree as not to interrupt them quite yet. Observing was something of a pastime of hers and she had learned many things by watching closely.