Smiles are contagious.
Sol isn't shy about sharing in Pip's goods, praising her with a grumble of approval before enjoying the spoils. As he does so, he again recounts his story of heroism in exuberant movements. Even if they couldn't communicate in their own language, they'd be able to tell exactly what kind of important and exciting tasks he'd been honored with and how the griffin made it home safely. His chest puffs with pride, his head high as he anticipates the impressed reactions of his fellow dragons.
Meanwhile, Zavien watches Koa display his items as he sips his beer. He's familiar with most of them, but he still takes mental notes, trying to figure out what his next request might be of the gods. He'd been so consumed with his quest for the Rose and his own struggles that he hadn't really thought about it. Now, he considered the benefits of extending the range of his own weapons, tapping the glass of his beer as he does so.
When his fellow Dragoon is finished, Zavien pushes off from the table he'd propped up on, grabbing his own god-blessed items while he sets aside his drink. "I guess I can go." He flashes them all a smile, starting first with his sword. Raising it, he twists and flicks the blade with all the ease of someone who rarely goes without their weapon. "As most of you know, my sword can burn on contact." With a quick movement, he lays the flat of the blade against one of the dummies, the smell of burnt fabric immediately raising into the air. Lowering the sword, he reveals a blackened shape on the target.
The only other item he raises to present (sorry, only Koa gets to know about the ring) is the scaled bracelet in the shape of a dragon. "And this one is a magic shield." Tapping the head of the golden dragon, a glimmering shield of sunlight appears. Another tap collapses the light, and Zavien sets it on the table with his sword, retrieving his beer again as he waits for the next person to go.
Zavien presents his items!
Meanwhile, Zavien watches Koa display his items as he sips his beer. He's familiar with most of them, but he still takes mental notes, trying to figure out what his next request might be of the gods. He'd been so consumed with his quest for the Rose and his own struggles that he hadn't really thought about it. Now, he considered the benefits of extending the range of his own weapons, tapping the glass of his beer as he does so.
When his fellow Dragoon is finished, Zavien pushes off from the table he'd propped up on, grabbing his own god-blessed items while he sets aside his drink. "I guess I can go." He flashes them all a smile, starting first with his sword. Raising it, he twists and flicks the blade with all the ease of someone who rarely goes without their weapon. "As most of you know, my sword can burn on contact." With a quick movement, he lays the flat of the blade against one of the dummies, the smell of burnt fabric immediately raising into the air. Lowering the sword, he reveals a blackened shape on the target.
The only other item he raises to present (sorry, only Koa gets to know about the ring) is the scaled bracelet in the shape of a dragon. "And this one is a magic shield." Tapping the head of the golden dragon, a glimmering shield of sunlight appears. Another tap collapses the light, and Zavien sets it on the table with his sword, retrieving his beer again as he waits for the next person to go.
Zavien presents his items!
Zavien
