[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

The dragon spun with Renar clutching onto a scale for dear life. And by some miracle, he held on. As soon as Thrinax stopped, Renar took a moment to center himself and clear the dizziness from his head before resuming his climb. He was nearly atop the beast's back when it spoke.

And oh, was its speech inane. Display valor?! He was [i]climbing a godsdamned dragon[/i]! Renar grit his teeth and resisted the ever-so-tempting urge to scream back at Thrinax, instead focusing on keeping his grip on the dragon as he reached its back and it shifted around, swinging its foreleg and tail. 

When he came out of his brace, Renar stood and dashed as quickly as he could atop Thrinax's back. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that the dragon would do something to dislodge him, and soon. Which was why as soon as he made it halfway across the beast, he suddenly shifted leftward and leapt. Renar's jump carried him across to the dragon's wing, where he barely managed to catch onto it. One hand came down to unsheathe his sword, and he started slamming it down tip first, aiming to pierce the wing membrane to deal injury.