Sometimes… you just have to fly. Auren is exercising just that over the harbor, flying in great sweeping loops and then turning to circle and soar. It’s clearly not for any reason other than his own entertainment and perhaps the amusement of the onlookers below. In his dragon form he’s a great deal like a big purpose statue and well to be honest he’s quite pretty.
It may also have something to do with a dolphin who likes to… play.
You can get fresh fish here. So fresh. So tasty. That is why Ruby frequents the docks despite all of the sea being *right* there. She is a cat person but with her particular gifts, hunting can be.. problematic and she does not like to think of what the animal went through, being hunted and killed, no matter how necessary and natural. Fish are a compromise. Such a delicious compromise. Especially raw. She’s sitting on the edge of the dock, her long dancer’s legs hanging over and waving idly as if she has no care in the world (she is so afraid of all that water but must not show it) and nibbling ever so daintily at a selection of freshly filleted fish wrapped in a paper bundle next to her as she watches the dragon fly. He is a thing of beauty truly. She can almost forget the ocean there. Almost.
In the water beneath Auren, is an overly large dolphin that leaps as the dragons soars low. It looks almost like it’s trying to leap over him and it he got low enough, it most certainly could.
As he circles, the sleek grey body with a slightly metallic sheen, speeds like bullet in the water beneath him, disappearing from view only to appear again not long after, leaping high and turning somersaults.
Come down here so I can catch you … It’s a telepathic communication that many will hear. There’s laughter behind it, even if it sounds a bit ‘clicky’.
Auren turns and soars low. His arc will bring him right in front of Ruby and may kick up a little bit of a spray. If Malie is quick she’ll be able to leap over him as well. Or… onto him. She might try that. It’d be quite the trick, getting onto Auren’s back mid flight from the water. Maybe quite the treat for the onlookers. Yes, Auren does know he has an audience. He’s even spotted Ruby from before and he has a decent memory for faces and such.
As he comes in, he lets out a blast of flaming breath, turning some of the water in his path to a great cloud of steam.
Large amber eyes widen comically. -Never!- She responds automatically before catching herself and then gasping allowed. Oh oh oh. Bad cat. She did not mean to project that. -…have I seen such a beautiful picture!- She covers quickly. Hopefully. Her long ebony tail, with its soft bushy tip flicks behind her in annoyance at the slip up. She really doesn’t need to advertise that she is more than she seems, especially when it is not at all needed. Ah well, lots of people here seem to be very gifted. Mind speech can’t be horribly right? The dolphin woman is using it after all. Then she’s getting sprayed with the water and her fur rises to stand on end, the feline woman hissing in reaction. Today, today is not a good day for her self control it seems. Still, it draws out the playfulness in her nature, and the cat, and despite the dreaded water, Ruby moves into a crouch with surprising speed and propels herself forward in an attempt to land on Auren’s back. And also probably prove she is not at all frightened.
No Malie isn’t going to attempt to leap on Auren, she’s going to play in the steam instead. That’s probably a good move given there’s now a cat trying to do that. That would have been messy had she tried.
The cat woman catches Auren as he goes into a loop. She does make it onto his back and it’s a good leap, but he’s also wet and slick from playing over the ocean and his crystal scales don’t allow for quite the same purchase for hands or claws that flesh and blood scales would. Which is a problem as the loop gets vertical. And more vertical. And then upside down.
The big purple dragon hadn’t quite expected someone to try to be on his back. So unless Malie catches Ruby she might be in for a bath…
“Huh? Oh! Er…” Sorry. Now he’s upside down and it’s only has he cranes his neck to look down at the dolphin that he notices the cat on his back. Well. probably not on his back anymore.
She lets out a triumphant yowl, that quickly turns to the kind of godsawful screeching only a truly pissed off or terrified cat can make. She’s falling, slit pupiled eyes wide in surprise as she finds herself looking up at Auren in a tangle of sheer red fabric and bronze and ruby jewelry. Which is oddly not moving as it should be but it probably makes sense that anyone walking around with that many visible jewels has them protected in some manner. In her case only she can remove them. Which isn’t going to help her at the moment and the bronze bits seem like they could be heavy. At least she isn’t mind screaming. At least. Damn those feline impulses! Later she will wonder if the human part of her would have been so foolish. Right now she isn’t in a wondering frame of mind really.
Really Auren … comes the amused response from below as the dolphin watches the cat plummet. Malie would have liked to try and jump on Auren’s back, it looked like fun and would be a good test of her abilities. She’s just glad she didn’t try.
Down, down, the cat plummets, closer to the waves and the remnants of the steam that Auren created. With a sigh, the sleek grey body surges forward, her colour turning even more metallic, to arrive just under Ruby before she hits the water.
If the cats claws dig in, they’ll find the body of the dolphin is almost solid – not as solid as Auren, but certainly tough.
That was a foolish thing to try, not to mention rude… she chides the ruby clad feline. Let’s get you back to the docks.
Ruby’s still going to wet though.
Auren finishes his loop and sets down on the docks right around the time that Malie gets there with Ruby. He’s gleaming and quite pretty but Ruby now knows he’s also quite slick. Rocks… get that way when they’re wet.
“Er, sorry about that.” He says shifting from one foreleg to the other slightly. “Everyone okay?”
Meaning mostly Ruby. Malie he knows is okay.
“No.. It was a regrettable impulse. The error was mine.” Ruby murmurs with her eyes on the dock as she settles into a comfortable position, trying hard not to show how relieved she is at being back on the solid surface. “I thank you for returning me.” The oraclecat says in Malie’s general direction. She can hardly pretend none of that embarrassment happened though she wishes rather mightily it hadn’t. Or that she could. Ah well. A lesson in self control that she was clearly in need of. Ruby rings the water out of her linen skirt and flicks her tail several times to shed the worst of the water.
Finally the bard looks up and smiles. “I shall blame it on the spring air. It has me feeling rather playful. I hope I didn’t intrude too awfully on your fun.” It is an apology. Or best effort at one. Ruby is many things but Cat is foremost among them usually.
It most certainly was an error and Ruby had encroached on Malie’s fun but the Dolphin is far too polite to say that. She’s already chided the creature after all. Once the cat is delivered onto the pier, the Dolphin disappears into the water, reappearing moments later, leaping high, transforming into a human with a metallic sheen to her skin.
Padding her way to Auren, settling at his side, she nods to Ruby before answering him “I’m fine. We shall have to try that again… later.”
Standing at the docks as the odd trio make their return, a hatted figure, familiar at least to some of the waterlogged group, makes an amused sort of sound as he observes them.
“Was it ….enjoyable?” Yaren asks once they’ve neared enough, stepping back as Ruby and Malie set foot upon the dock, offering both of them a nod before doing likewise towards the crystalline dragon. He’d probably seen them frolicking… although perhaps Ruby might have called it differently.
“Fun, Yaren. The word you’re looking for is fun. But yes.” Auren shrinks a bit. Okay, he shrinks a lot and it’s not because he’s gotten wet. He turns back down into a sandy haired young man and rolls his shoulder a bit. “Had to, uh, let off some steam is how I think the locals say it. And yes, Malie, we will have to try again later.”
The crystal dragon is about to say something else when a shadow passes over them. He blinks and looks up. High in the air a much larger dragon is flying. A much larger sapphire blue dragon.
Ruby’s tail flicks in annoyance. She can read through the politeness. Truly though it is her own fault and she will simply have to work to set it to rights. The oraclecat watches the dolphin woman in slight bemusement for a while after she transforms. Dual natures are something her race understands well but they have no ability to separate their different halves and for the first time it occurs to her to wonder what that is like. It seems so strange. She is cat and she is human but those two halves make a whole. Is it the same for Malie even though she can choose which half she wants to be? Interesting questions to ponder.
Large amber eyes finally turn to Yaren and the oraclecat blinks. “For a moment.” There seem to be more kinds of people here in the world than she had ever imagined in her wildest dreams. Knowing such a thing is possible and seeing it yourself, they are very different. She is learning so much on her mission and has barely even begun. “Greetings.” She nods her head at the purple eyed person in return. Auren’s transformation quickly catches Ruby’s eye and she shakes her head slightly. Oh it is so different here. When he looks up so does she. “By the three!” She gasps softly. It’s very large. Very blue and very.. beautiful. “To see such a wonder..” She murmurs softly, perhaps not intentionally. It may show the others just how sheltered the oraclecat had been before her arrival in Vesper however.
“Hello Yaren …” Malie greets the man as he arrives. “It was, yes. Particularly catching a cat as it fell.” She’s teasing a bit.
Before she can say anything else, the shadow falls over them and she looks. “Kailastia. I wonder where she might be going … It’s unusual to see her out like this.” So it must be … important.
Yaren blinks and then slowly nods. “Ah yes,” he concedes at Auren’s correction. The term isn’t one he’s particularly acquainted with, although he thinks he possibly understands the feeling behind it. “…steam?” That colloquialism obviously isn’t one he’s familiar with, given the confused look he grants the dragon as he watches him shape-shift.
To Ruby the violet-eyed one bows his head. It hadn’t looked like she’d been having much ‘fun’, but then from his studies of such creatures resembling the feline-featured woman, water of such quantities isn’t particularly a favored habitat for them. As their attention shifts skywayd, Yaren looks up as well, his eyes widening.
“Her true form?” Dragons in general are a rare thing to see, and his curiosity is just as piqued for Malie’s wonderings.
“Must be. I can’t imagine Kailastia would allow any other dragon of that age in her skies unchallenged. I’ve never seen her fly over the city though.” Kailastia prefers a more subtle hand. She does appear in her native form at times but only when she wants to make an impression.
“I wonder if…” Another noise, quite foreign, interrupts Auren. It’s a high pitched whine that starts very high up indeed and then lowers as the source passes. The source, well that’s a pair of dart shaped aircraft that zoom over the city flying lower than Kailastia but still quite high up. They’re sleek, matte black things. Machines and not magical contrivances. Dogwood has nothing like them, preferring powered armor for flying duties.
“What on earth…” Auren murmurs, frowning as he catches a skull-and-lightning bolts motif on the side of them. Auren and Yaren probably won’t recognize them. Ruby may not either depending on how new to the area she is, but Malie has probably spent long enough around here to know that there is only one power that uses that symbol.
The Coalition States.
Malie can’t be certain it’s Kailastia but explains why the Elf woman wears a blue dress. At least it does in her mind. “Neither have I. From all I know of the Dragon, she keeps a fairly low profile.”
The whining has her head swiveling again and she gasps. “Coalition States craft.” She almost hisses and glaces around again. “She’s going to intercept them, I’m sure. The Armsman and Justicars and The Thirty are probably massing …”
This is very, very, bad news. As far as she’s concerned.
Ruby is quiet, committing the sight of the Dragon overhead to memory along with the rest of the scene, the docks and the ocean and the ships. The workers and fishermen and sailors nearby, her companions. The scents in the air and the position of the sun over head and the way the clouds drift idly by higher up even than the Dragon. It would make a wonderful painting and perhaps the beginning of a tale. The start of some sort of grand adventure heralded by the Dragon’s flight. She watches with an entranced expression on her face as she considers the possibilities, only loosely paying attention to the others, her fingers itching for her charcoals and pad or pen and scroll.
The air craft and the strange sound draw the oraclecat out of her musings and she frowns and the gasps. She has never seen the symbol until this moment but it doesn’t matter. Her Sight is telling her what they are. Danger. Death and Danger and more hate than she can process overwhelm the feline woman for a moment and she drops to her knees, hands going to her head as she moans softly in distress.
Politics, not something that Yaren has quite gotten the grasp of. He can understand that there are leaders such as Kailastia or Sanka’a, but entire countries that had certain prejudices against others is still beyond him. As it is now, he doesn’t even quite know that, save that whatever these ‘Coalition States crafts’ are, they must not be good, if Malie’s response is anything to show for it.
“…not creatures, then,” he murmurs, violet eyes squinting as he watches them pass. So fast!
“What does it mean..?”
Yaren glances down at Ruby’s sudden reaction. “What is the matter?” he asks her as he steps over. Was she perhaps bothered by the sharp noise from the black wings?
The noise from the dragon is not a battle cry. It’s one of surprise. A bolt of flame issues from it near one of the aircraft. Not an attack but a warning. Both craft bank sharply, vectoring out of the city very, very quickly. A distant pair of ‘booms’ sound as they speed away. Sonic booms, not that anyone on the ground will be familiar with it.
As the scene in the sky ends Auren looks toward Malie who alone of anyone seemed to know what was going on. “What were those? Who is the Coalition States?”
For the first time since taking up residence in this area, Ruby has something of grave import to tell when she makes her weekly report to the temple. The feline has no idea if anyone back home knows of the danger she’s just glimpsed or their range. It isn’t a problem for the Holy City yet. They are far far away from this country but one day it certainly like to be if they remain unchecked and the people here.. she has started to become fond of some of them. Ruby knows there are armies back home. Probably the likes of a which this city has never seen but those armies are usually afield in other worlds and realms, seeing to the interests of the divine trio. Their claim on this planet is rather small and thus far they’ve shown no interest in expanding it. She is sure that any help she gives will be only of her own volition and.. likely to be frowned upon for drawing attention to herself. How could not help, after what she had seen? A city that was no more. Hundreds of thousands gone without a trace or even a stone left standing to mark their presence. And then the slaves. People like her, made by the human’s arrogance and the long held ignorant belief of their superiority over all things, only this time with dogs. Dogs who could not break free as her kind had done and turn upon their human masters. Oh how she pities them. Her heart breaks for them, truly.
“I did not know. I did not know,” Ruby starts again. “That humans had returned in so many numbers once again, or went back to their mad tinkering and enslaving of their creations. In my land they lost. We broke free of their chains and slaughtered them and fled and became strong. Humans in my home are the minority. They must work very very hard to earn their place and will never rise to true power again there. Not after what they did. I am truly sorry that is not what happened here.” At Auren’s question the feline attempts to clarify. “I am granted visions, at times. This was one. I saw them, those people. They covers most of the land to the west and hate and wish to end all things not of humanity. I saw some of what they have done, just now.”
“I don’t know what they were.” Malie answers, glancing at Ruby but Yaren seems to have that handled. “The Coalition States are … a place, I suppose. And an Ideal, in many ways. They despise magic and psychics and seek to rid the world of it or … enslave … it. There was a war fought in very recent history for yourself, Auren, and fairly recent history for humans. The Coalition States sought domination and … failed, but only just.”
She looks to the sky where the black planes just disappeared and shook her head. “It was my understanding they couldn’t raise enough troops and have been recovering ever since. I … guess they might have already.”
“In many ways I would say they are worse The Lord Of The Deep or The Splugorth. These are humans that are doing it to other … humans.”
His glowing eyes narrow as he watches the unfolding. He doesn’t blink even as the two strange aircraft depart with echoing force as he listens to what Ruby says, to what Malie says.
It is something that Yaren has had difficulty in understanding, how humans could do such things to their own kind. Were they not above animals, who fought and killed each other over baser things? Slowly he shakes his head.
“…does this mean that they will make way here?” Or have already?
“If those were their craft, then I imagine they have to be about here somewhere. Kailastia didn’t destroy them, just warned them off. Maybe there will be a… dialogue?”
In the past a dialogue between the Coalition States and a magic using D-Bee nation would have been unthinkable but Vesper is quite far from the CS power base and any military force they could mount probably won’t be able to withstand the full might of Vesper’s army, so… that’s possible. Then again, the overflight may have just been scouting.
Or it may have been a warning of it’s own. Whatever the case, people know the CS is here in a very visible fashion.
“Kailastia will be calling the thirty to meet so-”
Auren is again cut off by a puff of red, sulfurous smoke. A small imp stands there, arms folded looking like an awful version of a genie. An awful and sort of unintimidating version. “Malie Leuha?” It says in a squeaky voice.
“It is ironic really. They have become the worst kind of monster, letting go of everything that made them human in the first place in their blind quest to destroy anything not as they are. It makes me ashamed that part of me is human.” Ruby murmurs the last sentence very softly as her tail slides up to wrap around her waist in a slight and comforting hug. She does not want to answer Yaren. She suspects that is just what it means and can see no way to save this wonderful city. It is wonderful too, for all that it is almost entirely alien to her. Nothing at all like the place in which she was raised.
When the imp appears without warning, Ruby whirls in a swirl of red fabric and suddenly extended claws. She hisses and bronze eyes flash in warning. “DEMON!”
“Dialog …” Malie almost hisses at that. Not even the Lord of the Deep gets such venom from her. “If the Thirty is meeting … ” she turns to head towards the Forum. She wants to know what the hell is going on and doesn’t want to wait.
But she’s stopped the imp and she just stares. “Who’s asking?”
It’s here that Auren and Malie lose Yaren completely. He has no idea how things go by way of preparation for conflict, potential or otherwise. Hearing Malie’s ire packed into one single word, he steps back from her as she moves with the intent to head back into the city.
The sudden appearance of the imp gets no more than a blink from him despite Ruby’s more guarded reaction. His hat tilts, and he looks from the little thing to Malie.
“My Lady of the Blue Scales sent me to find you. She has bidden me bring you to her. You and your friends.” The imp pauses and looks at everyone. “Are these your friends? I’m not clear on the concept.” Demons don’t do friends for the most part.
There’s a short pause and the imp steps aside. A small pillar of reddish, foul smelling mist forms. “In you go if you’re supposed to be there. If you’re not I assume she’ll just eat you. I’ll watch. It’ll be fun.” He grins. His smile is too wide for his face and barely hides his needle sharp fangs.
Auren sighs. “Demons.” He mutters turning to step through.
Her senses and the things he has said have told her enough about Yaren to suspect that he doesn’t understand a lot of things, them being foreign notions to..whatever he is. “Demons are foul. Evil twisted creatures given form and power. They corrupt, kill and torture. They have no redeeming qualities and are anathema to all that is good and just and right.” Only the fact that it named Malie has kept her from pouncing and attempting to shred the life out of the fel thing. What if it is part of a larger threat to the Dolphin Lady? She must find out first. Also, she suspects greatly that Auren would better success fighting it. Demons aren’t something she has yet to face. At least, she supposes, this is a lesser one.
By the three! It would never have occurred to Ruby that the dragon would have sent a demon. This is.. disturbing to her. Greatly. Her urge to kill the thing is only rising as it continues speaking. Hissing at it she saunters through the fel mist. She must take the measure of this Dragon for her report and it would serve her well to know more about who leads the place she has come to live in. It had not been expected that she would find herself in a position to meet such august people. It hadn’t been expected by her at any rate.
Malie closes her eyes and gives up a prayer to some aquatic entity. Apolloymi by the sounds of it. “These are all my friends …” she answers, gesturing them all towards the portal. “Be quiet, Ruby.” she says gently as the feline decides to share her opinions decidedly.
Not that she thinks the Imp will particularly care but she doesn’t want a fight on her hands either way.
When the others step through, she follows.
“An invitation…” Yaren blinks again before glancing at the others. He narrows his eyes slightly at the imp. “If she eats us, then we will be unable to complete the task given us,” he points out. “…also, I do not think I would be very filling.”
He watches as Auren takes the lead, followed by Ruby and Malie into the mist. Then he steps through after them. At least the smell doesn’t bother him.
Rather than a room, it’s a cave that the group emerges into. It’s not in Vesper or at least it doesn’t seem so and smell quite distinctly of the sea. Inside are piled in a rather neat and organized fashion all manner of valuables from the traditional gold, silver and gems to books and things so esoteric that their function is not immediately obvious.
Slightly more obvious is the great azure dragon inside. If Auren is large in his native form – and he is – Kailastia dwarfs him. She dwarfs most things actually. She could use the Vesper council chambers – the outside of them – for a lounge if she wanted to.
“Oh good. You’re here…” She frowns as Ruby comes through. “You I don’t know. We’ll let that go for the moment. I assume you all saw the display in the sky just moments ago?”
Malie’s nostril flare at the scent and she glances around. This must be Kailastia’s hoard. Every dragon has one, even Auren – though his is a little different. Her arm slips through Auren’s as they stop in the chamber, reassurance for herself and reassurance for him as well.
Yaren gets a faint smile and a gesture to stand with them. There’s not a lot to say at this point, after all.
“This is Ruby, Kailastia.” The Dolphin Changer introduces the feline “She was with us, outside, when they flew over. Coalition State. You … didn’t blast them from the air?” It’s a question, not an accusation but she really is curious.
It’s difficult not to be a bit distracted by the almost random assortment of treasures surrounding them, but not for very long when there’s a dragon present, and especially one so large and previously only seen from afar. Stepping up beside the others at Malie’s gesture, Yaren offers Kailastia a bow.
“We did,” he confirms to the question she asks them, but says nothing more as he figures that the dragoness will make known her intent for summoning them here.
She may not be a friend yet, precisely but Ruby owes Malie a debt now and will repay it. The oraclecat also has great sympathy for anyone potentially facing the horrors she’s just Seen. It’s not just her secret mission that drives her through the portal. She would be of assistance if at all possible though now she is wary after seeing a demon. Oooh. Books.. Ruby eyes the tomes through large amber orbs. She would very much like to peruse them but is not so poorly mannered as that. Her attention goes to the Dragon. “I must repay Malie a debt.” Ruby explains her presence.
After Malie further explains Ruby studies Kailastia for a long moment then nods to herself. “I Saw them. Who they are and what they have done. I do not know if I can provide any aid but I would try.” Despite the temptation that might be there and likely the power to do it, she cannot think that blasting the air ships would have been a good thing. Angering such a thing as that hate filled horde would be sure to have dire consequences. Inwardly the oraclecat sighs to herself. Her idea for a story about a grand adventure upon first seeing the dragon is flashing through her mind. This.. this.. is not what she had in mind. She had wanted to weave a tale, not be in one!
“One does not casually start a war, Miss Lehua.” Kailastia says wryly, stepping over toward the group. Her footsteps make small ‘thud’ noises as she moves. “Their arrival was unannounced but aircraft of that nature surely mean they’ve moved a sizable military presence into the area. That was not something they had been thought capable of since the Tolkeen War. That means either the balance of power in the West has changed, or their priorities have changed or both. It’s imperative that we find out which.”
The dragon looks down at Auren and Yaren now. “It is also imperative that we not be distracted by things such as possessing presences turning wild animals against us. For that reason I must urge you to finish up the investigation I tasked you with earlier post haste. I will have other agents looking into the coalition for now but I will need everyone I can use soon. That includes even feline newcomers.”
“Malie.” The Dolphin corrects politely as she watches the Dragon pad across the cavern. “There is nothing casual about war, Kailastia, I’m aware of that. And there is nothing casual about the Coalition States either.” That the city is preparing though sets her mind a little at ease.
“We will finish the task as quickly as we may. If you’ve more information that will aid our investigation, that would be helpful …” She’s not particularly cowed by the Dragoness – though maybe she should be. But then again, Malie had fought her way free of the Lord of the Deep.
Yaren nods, his glowing gaze meeting the great dragon’s as he tilts his head upwards.
“We have not yet located the kayrah, but we may have discovered their intent,” he says. His eyes narrow slightly. “What darkness is it that lies sealed beneath the Chamber of the Elders? The seals have been damaged, and contact has been made.”
“I have some information but I do not know if it is pertinent. There was an earthquake today, North of Dogwood. Not strong enough to damage us here, but enough to be felt. One of the Thirty informed me this afternoon that it was most certainly not a natural shaking of things.”
It could be a number of things but anything strong enough to cause an earthquake of any level probably bears looking into.
Yaren’s question gets an almost sharp look. “Something old. Old and evil. I fought it when first I came to these shores. My allies tried to banish it and when we could not, we sealed it away, lest it call its dark master here to the ruin of us all.”
Malie sighs softly at Yaren’s question, her arm squeezing Auren’s for a moment. He knows how much that trip into the Chamber upset her – enough that her dreams have disturbed for a while. “We believe it has offered something to Yaren’s Kayrah, Kailastia.” the woman says, opting not add her conjecture to what was actually trapped there.
“The seals on the prison have been damaged.” she gestures for Yaren and Auren to add more to that. “The earthquake might be related. We will check that out and speed up our inquiries as much as we can ..”
That’s more than she’d expected to receive from the azure Dragon. But if there’s nothing else, perhaps they all should go.
Old and evil certainly do seem to fit what Yaren had encountered within the nexus, although he might not have applied ‘evil’ specifically as the descriptor. ‘Dark’ seems a more applicable word, which better encompassed his general understanding of what others would refer to as evil. He lowers his head, his eyes seeming to express a frown.
“It is as Malie says. Three of the seals have been damaged. Can they not be repaired? The kayrah have been able to meet with this presence. From my own encounter, it entices, and has sent those of my kind who have agreed to assist it, out for a purpose.”
He closes his eyes, taking a moment to call up what their findings had been. The little one had mentioned. “…earth, sea and sky…” he murmurs.
They found, perhaps, the one for the sea. And that may well be the one for the earth. The sky? Not yet but… surely it won’t be far if it’s goal is to free that creature.
“Those wards are delicate and cannot be simply redone. I will look into the matter. Now, you’ve a task to tend to and I’ve a city to manage.”
The azure dragon gestures and speaks a single word and in a wink they’re back in Vesper. That’s… quite potent magic she used to send them too.
“I think we have our work cut out for u- wait. Where’s Ruby?”
Malie might have missed that bit, she’d been distressed by what she had seen in that chamber and … still is. Her dark eyes rest on the Dragon for a long moment, trying to discern if it really was a Reacher or similar from the Lord of the Deep or something else. But she won’t ask, not here and not now.
She’s sure Kailastia will have told them if it was relevant.
The world swirls a little and they’re back in Vesper, her using Auren’s arm to catch her balance. “Ruby was right the….” she lets out a snort and shakes her head “Well, she is a Cat. She’s probably doing her own thing. We should get to it, though. I’m sure she’ll return when she’s ready.”
It seems their business has been abruptly concluded. Yaren sways a bit where he stands, one moment in a dragon’s den and in the next, back in the city. The glow of his eyes flares and then fades to its more normal appearance as he realizes where they are again, once the surge of the great dragon’s magic has passed.
“Ah…” Blinking, he looks almost blearily at Auren and Malie before his thoughts finally kick in, and he looks to where the feline had been. “…I hope she is all right.” He doesn’t think that a dragon with such magic as Kailastia would make a mistake of transporting one from the rest.
Maybe Ruby wandered off and Kailastia will evict her later. Impossible to say. For now, somewhat more disturbed than he was before, Auren starts to walk toward the docks.
“I need lunch before we do any of this.” He announces over his shoulder.
Of course he does.
An unusual aerial display and a sudden summons to meet with Kailastia make for an interesting afternoon.
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