A short gallivant in Halo proved interesting, to say the least. But Halovians didn't take kindly to dragons, unlike Stormbreak where they were almost revered - apparently the larger cousins of Dramyrth had been cause of various deaths over the years, including one quite recently. Amaris left before she caused too much of a stir - before she drew too much attention to herself. They had all been given instructions to keep a low profile, and she fully intended on following said instructions.
Dramyrth wasn't quite so convinced, and rather liked the attention his very presence earned in Halo - even if it was negative attention, attention was attention to the proud beastling.
"Shoo," the Blade said to her bondmate as the compass' trick resolved, delivering them into the heart of Torchline. The dragonling took to the skies immediately, crooning happily in the heat. Amaris herself was dressed in not much more than a singlet and light legging-like pants, her tattoo visible peeking out across her shoulder blades. A brief stop back in Stormbreak had allowed her to select new attire before venturing to her next stop.
She was here for more than work. For more than exploring, than learning… But it would seem the person she was looking for wasn't to be found here. Another Chandrakant, she mused to herself, and to Dramyrth, who shared his bondmate's fascination.
The Blade lingered curiously outside the boxing ring, not quite taking the plunge to step within - she had ascertained already that the one she was seeking was not here, not in Torchline right now, why should she continue to linger?
Dramyrth wasn't quite so convinced, and rather liked the attention his very presence earned in Halo - even if it was negative attention, attention was attention to the proud beastling.
"Shoo," the Blade said to her bondmate as the compass' trick resolved, delivering them into the heart of Torchline. The dragonling took to the skies immediately, crooning happily in the heat. Amaris herself was dressed in not much more than a singlet and light legging-like pants, her tattoo visible peeking out across her shoulder blades. A brief stop back in Stormbreak had allowed her to select new attire before venturing to her next stop.
She was here for more than work. For more than exploring, than learning… But it would seem the person she was looking for wasn't to be found here. Another Chandrakant, she mused to herself, and to Dramyrth, who shared his bondmate's fascination.
The Blade lingered curiously outside the boxing ring, not quite taking the plunge to step within - she had ascertained already that the one she was seeking was not here, not in Torchline right now, why should she continue to linger?
