Vaughtar's room
"Ahem." The man straightened, but, his height would never match that of the gargoyle.
"As I said... My name is Winston. I am part of the organization that rescued you. We are called TRIDENT. You are very likely very far from home..."
Winston crossed the room and sat in a chair, sitting down he would seem less threatening, he hoped.
"You are on a planet called Earth. Have you heard of it? Are you from here? Perhaps?" TRIDENT kept close tabs on the few 'strange' creatures that still resided on earth. Nothing was like the one that stood before him. It reminded him of Gothic carvings of gargoyles. Perhaps there was a connection, perhaps not. "If you have not heard of it I wouldn't be surprised. You might be from another world."
This was the tough part to explain. The thing spoke, so, he assumed a level of sentience.
"Something happened, we do not know what it is or what to call it. There was some sort of portal or rift. It seemed that someone on our world was trying to... Well... are not sure what they were trying to do, because they are all dead." Their bodies were incinerated by magic and dragon fire.
TRIDENT still had not located the dragon. That though made Winston uneasy, but, that was not his prime objective at the moment.
"You, whoever, survived. There are others. You all seem to have been drawn through this rift in time and space. We found you half-frozen on the side of the mountain near the rift. We brought you here and did our best, though, we were perplexed with exactly what to do with you. There is no one else like you, that we know of, here on Earth. I'm glad that it seems... You only needed a little time to recover." Winston gave the gargoyle a half smile.
"I am here to talk to you, let you know what we know about what has happened. Listen to your own story. It may help us figure out what has happened. Where are you from? What was the last thing you remember?"
He shook his head. "I'm sorry. Perhaps I am going too fast... Do you understand what I am saying? Do you have any questions about what I am saying? I will do my best to answer, but, this event is still very much a mystery to us."
"Ahem." The man straightened, but, his height would never match that of the gargoyle.
"As I said... My name is Winston. I am part of the organization that rescued you. We are called TRIDENT. You are very likely very far from home..."
Winston crossed the room and sat in a chair, sitting down he would seem less threatening, he hoped.
"You are on a planet called Earth. Have you heard of it? Are you from here? Perhaps?" TRIDENT kept close tabs on the few 'strange' creatures that still resided on earth. Nothing was like the one that stood before him. It reminded him of Gothic carvings of gargoyles. Perhaps there was a connection, perhaps not. "If you have not heard of it I wouldn't be surprised. You might be from another world."
This was the tough part to explain. The thing spoke, so, he assumed a level of sentience.
"Something happened, we do not know what it is or what to call it. There was some sort of portal or rift. It seemed that someone on our world was trying to... Well... are not sure what they were trying to do, because they are all dead." Their bodies were incinerated by magic and dragon fire.
TRIDENT still had not located the dragon. That though made Winston uneasy, but, that was not his prime objective at the moment.
"You, whoever, survived. There are others. You all seem to have been drawn through this rift in time and space. We found you half-frozen on the side of the mountain near the rift. We brought you here and did our best, though, we were perplexed with exactly what to do with you. There is no one else like you, that we know of, here on Earth. I'm glad that it seems... You only needed a little time to recover." Winston gave the gargoyle a half smile.
"I am here to talk to you, let you know what we know about what has happened. Listen to your own story. It may help us figure out what has happened. Where are you from? What was the last thing you remember?"
He shook his head. "I'm sorry. Perhaps I am going too fast... Do you understand what I am saying? Do you have any questions about what I am saying? I will do my best to answer, but, this event is still very much a mystery to us."