Beren's arms crossed, he gave Geradin a grin at Alice's mention. "Here that? You can't come." he joked. The Dwarf grumbled at that, waving a dismissive hand and going 'bah'. "I've been tae Vrettonia! Nothing but sissy Knights and even sissier magic users. Only one person ever come out of there with a good head on her shoulders, and that's Alice by me beard!" he exclaimed, then blinked. "Speakin' of which, you should grow a beard lad." 

Beren the human scratched his chin, with only the barest hint of a 5'Oclock shadow. "My father's side of the family can't grow beards very well. It's the savage blood." he replied, referring to the Southland tribes that lived among the dangerous jungles just as naturally as Northmen lived among civilized towns and cities. Indeed, the caramel skinned young man had shown he was a bit more used to this forest than most, save the Elves perhaps. 

Argon stalked forward, elongating his rather considerable reptilian neck to view the interaction between Jezebeth and the men of the party. "Yesssss, my people do not act in such a fashion. We find suitable mates through smell." he explained, not caring or simply being ignorant to how awkward he could make a situation. "It is also a good way to sense who is and is not healthy, such as diseases among the females." 

His tongue flicked in and out, and he shook his head. "This...female smells strange, if she is indeed female. I cannot tell with you humans, or Elves, or Elf Giants. But as for the Old one? No, I have never hunted such a being." 

"Old one? The Dragon?" Calanon asked. 

"Yesssss. We revere and respect them, though we shall defend ourselves if needed. I have hunted man and beast through the marshes and jungles, but Old Ones are neither. They are ssssssomething more. Perhaps it would be besssst to avoid the Old One for now, though it would be an honor to sssspeak to one. There should be plenty of beasts to slay if these Elvessss ssspeak truthfully." For indeed, they had explained that the Dragon's present had riled up many monsters. 

An-Hasst could see Sett's wandering eye, as well as Argon's confusion over Jezebeth, and everyone's reluctance to fight the Dragon save Beren, Geradin, and Ursaren. 
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