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Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

"Oomph!" Tanrith grunted as he suddenly felt somebody push past him. In his awe at the crystalline dragon before him, he had failed to register the call of the incoming newcomer. Thus, he was easily pushed aside since he certainly wasn't ready for it. This finally snapped him out of his trance of awe and he shook his head, turning to face the new...human girl? Well, she looked like a human anyway, though he knew better at this point than to assume anything about anyone in these parts of the multiverse.

He opened his muzzle for a moment, tempted to point out that he was right here and that she should ask next time...but now that he was post-trance, he heard what she was actually saying. And instead of trying to tell her off, his excitement suddenly came back to him as his tail wagged excitedly behind him.

"I know, right!?" Tanrith exclaimed as he practically jumped over to the human's side, simply excited to have possibly met another dragon enthusiast. "Aren't they awesome!? I think they were just about to answer a buncha my questions, but I-oh, wait, sorry, I'm supposed to introduce myself first, right? I'm Tanrith, otherwise known as the 'Lightning Fang of the Stormclaws!'" He put a lot of emphasis on his epithet line. "Nice to meet'cha!" he extended his claw for a moment, but then hesitated. "Oh, whoops! Heh. Right, forgot I was still kinda all wet. Sorry! One sec!"

Then, without another moment of hesitation, he crouched down...and suddenly began to shake himself off, scattering whatever loose water still clung to his armor and scales all around him...likely unintentionally splashing it right onto the girl beside him in the process. "There we go!" He then finally extended his still-damp claw again up toward her with a bright, possibly oblivious grin on his face.

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

Shieldwing

"Oh yeah?" Shieldwing asked, glancing back at his own wings. He couldn't lie, he was eager for his own wings to grow. He really hoped that he could be one of the first dragons in the clutch to master the power of flight! "I wonder if they'd be impressed if I learned how to do it quickly...." he murmured lowly. He turned his attention back upward to Rudrick, eyeing up the larger dragon's wings for a moment. "How long did it take you and Garrock to learn? What's the fastest you've ever seen a new Winged Drake master their new ability? Do drakes ever get it right on the first try?" As he spoke, he began to increase his pace to keep up with the older dragon a bit better, even starting to walk around him a bit more, looking up at Rudrick with even more interest and less uncertainty than a few moments ago. "What's something I should remember when I do finally grow big enough to fly? I wanna be ready!"

He may be getting a bit distracted from his ultimate question at the moment, but...this little side tangent had caught his interest. If he could be not only a strong dragon, but a strong dragon but with superior flight skills? Maybe that was how he could get one over on enemies he currently struggled to deal with....

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

I have had a busy weekend, but I will hopefully be able to get Shieldwing's response in tomorrow~ =3

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Haha, that promises to be interesting considering Saur is very practiced in formal common and probably less familiar with some of the surface-dweller metaphors and sayings. xP

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Saur

"Apparently it was me, though I had no idea it was even going on," Saur grumbled as he turned to glance back to the second newcomer that had approached. His gaze fell upon the goblin for a moment, but if they didn't seem particularly interested in speaking up, then he had no intention of forcing the matter. Rather, he would turn his attention to the elf woman as she finished her own approach. And then, he seamlessly transitioned into Draconic, averting his gaze and grumbling roughly. "Whoever's foolish idea this was to race through town and draw the guards' ire in the process should sit on an arrow...." She would even see his brow twitching a bit.

Saur pulled his attention back up and to the elf as she continued and moved on to introduce herself. He straightened himself out as he listened to her introduction. Right, right, he shouldn't be sounding spiteful or frustrated right now. This was his first introduction to the group and he should probably try to make a more positive first impression.

Once Fleur had finished, he stepped aside so that he could face the full group. He then stiffened his body, straightening himself out and bringing his feet together. He then folded his left claw over his torso, clenching his fist and tapping it up against the upper right side of his chest before he lowered his upper body, allowing his head to dip down lowly in her direction.

"Apologies for the delayed introduction. I thought I should rise early and learn the layout of the city, but it was a more daunting task than I had originally anticipated," Saur added, shifting back to Common at this point. "In any case, my name is Saur and I hail from the Bloodscale clan. It is indeed a pleasure to meet you all. I hope we can become powerful allies." He finally rose back up again, returning to a more relaxed posture, although it was still noticeably stiff, his arms folding behind his back. "Feel free to rely on me when it comes to scout work, tracking and traversing the wilderness."

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Haha, understood. So I know they said not to wait for them, but I suppose waiting for them is all there is to do~ xD

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

S'all good, it happens, take all the time you need to take care of yourself~

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Uh oh, Azorigal is a dragon

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Tanrith couldn't help but grin, pleased that things seemed to have smoothed over pretty well. He was glad that both sides here seemed to at least be in good moods again. Although he did pause to listen as Faelee and Sarceron spoke to each other again, describing what the Doomguard actually stood for. He had his own thoughts on the matter, but before he could respond with any of them, Faelee reacted...strangely. She seemed to stop and perk one of her ears up as though listening to something. Tanrith did the same, but whatever she was hearing, he couldn't. But he did not question her recommendation and quickly tapped Zyrech's back. The mechanical dragon-shaped creature shifted and stepped back just as far as Faelee and the other Doomguard members had retreated.

Tanrith couldn't help but be interested in this figure beneath the waves that they were talking about. He recalled Faelee mentioning something about their newest factioneer when he had first arrived and he couldn't help but be curious ever since. Although the fact that he was told to back up caught him by surprise. Surely somebody coming up from the water couldn't be such a big deal unless they were being chased or something, right...?

Tanrith got his answer the moment there wasn't just a simple rippling of the surface as a small humanoid would break the surface. Instead, Tanrith let out a loud "YIP!" of surprise and was nearly thrown off of his mech when he heard the small explosion of water and saw it all get thrown up into the air! He could have sworn he saw a whale at first. At least, that's what the shadow looked like as the water came crashing down around him and coming down on top of him! He braced himself and wrapped his arms around Zyrech's head horn as tightly as he could to keep himself from being thrown off!

Finally, once the wave of water had washed over them all, he opened his eyes again and looked up...to see a very interesting source. Suddenly, the fact that he was soaked and covered in lake water did not seem to perturb him at all. As he beheld the large, crystalline, draconic creature in front of him, his eyes widened in shock. If there had been anything he had anticipated of this factioneer, this was certainly not it.

Suddenly, if anybody were to look at Tanrith, they would swear they could see the hint of a sparkle in the Kobold's eye. Even as more water got shaken off by the creature, it didn't seem to bother him nearly as much this time around.

"Oh my Cugorok...." Tanrith gasped, mindlessly shifting into Draconic rather than Common. "No way...No flippin' way!" He turned his head toward Faelee, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. "You didn't say your factioneer was a DRAGON! How could you not mention that, that's SO COOL!"

Without hesitation, he practically leaped from the back of Zyrech and immediately rushed closer, no longer concerned at all that both he and his mech were still soaked from being within Azorigal's splash zone. Still speaking in Draconic, he couldn't help but immediately launch into questions. "Holy crap, look at you! You're amazing! I've never heard of a dragon that looks like you before! You don't look metallic, you're definitely not chromatic, what kind of dragon are you...? Ooh, how old are you!? You look a little bigger than the one back home in Cugor Bay, but not as big as the one out in the ocean. Can I touch your scales? Whoa, how do your spines do that!? Oh oh! What kind of breath do you have!? No, wait, lemme guess. It's not fire, is it? Well, it's not, like...acid or poison for sure. And you don't like water, so maybe it is fire, is it fire? Oh, no way, are you amphibious? I know some of 'em are.... Oh, I should probably ask if you're a boy or girl or something else. I don't wanna offend. Offending a dragon is the last thing a person will do, am I right? Heheh!"

His eyes continued to shine as he would attempt to move around the large dragon in front of him, eyeing them up from every conceivable angle he could, taking in this new, strange sight in awe. His babbling finally seemed to have come to an end with a snicker at that last joke while he continued to try to circle the dragon as best he could. His eyes were still lit up like as though he were a child meeting his idol for the first time in his life.

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

You dare make me remember this monstrosity, now you pay the price

Skobeloff: If anyone needs me, then fuck off.

Stargaze, about Shieldwing: They're covered in blood again. Why is it they're always covered in blood?
Skobeloff: Well, it looks like it's their own blood this time.

Skobeloff: *finds a note* Hmm, whats this?
Shieldwing: Hey, that's mine! *tries to grab it*
Skobeloff: Aww, it's a love note for Stargaze?
Shieldwing: No-
Skobeloff: *opens it*
Skobeloff:
Shieldwing:
Skobeloff: I can't read this.

Shieldwing: Breathe, just breathe.
Stargaze: I’ve done nothing with my life! I’m a failure!
Skobeloff: Awww, that never bothered you before.

Skobeloff: I regret nothing!!!
Shieldwing: I regret everything!!!

Fellwing: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos.
Stargaze: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?

*Stargaze is crying after a breakup*
Skobeloff: There there, Stargaze.
Stargaze, still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?
Skobeloff: Great question—

Skobeloff: I'd make fun of your height but there isn't enough to make fun of.

Shieldwing: Which way did Stargaze go?
Skobeloff: Well, based on the direction of the wind, the broken sticks in the corner, and the slight disturbance in the dirt, I'd guess they went left.
Shieldwing: You could really figure it out from that?
Skobeloff: No, you idiot, Stargaze sent me a text. See?

Stargaze: Would I rather be feared or loved? Easy. Both. I want people to fear how much they love me.

Skobeloff: You can track Stargaze?
Shieldwing: Of course I can. If the NSA can do it, so can I.

Skobeloff: This is getting embarrassing.
Shieldwing: Getting? We’re already there!

Shieldwing: Are you alright?
Fellwing: Short answer or long answer?
Shieldwing: Short?
Fellwing: No.
Shieldwing: Long?
Fellwing: Nooooooo.

Shieldwing: I hate to to tell you this, but one of you was adopted.
Stargaze & Skobeloff:
Stargaze: Was it Skobeloff?