Boreal wasn't a dragon of the vegetarian persuasion, and didn't consider the gourd to be food in the slightest. A toy? Possibly. But with her idiot bonded injured and using her as a support-dog, she stayed put and simply watched the dancing vines with reptilian bemusement, ignoring the humans and their usual silliness. Her tail swept the air slowly from side to side in a curious wag as she put her head down on her thick neck and tried to sniff the vampiric veggie.
Tal tried to look offended through his shielding scarf and goggles, with mixed results, as Melita traced over a potion of the map that maybe hadn't led him exactly where it had said it would on his way out of the burrows.
But he didn't want to admit it that it - and by extension, he - might be wrong. Not when his pride was already stinging.
"Yeah? Well... I was taking medical supplies to the tribes in the Tundra," he grumbled, not really able to compete with someone who had personal experience in the Climb, but not letting that stop him from trying. "Didn't have time to be runnin' around in the lava."
He started to hobble after her with Boreal's help, not wanting to get left behind if his map really was wrong. "Trader in Snowcloak," he said shortly. "Some guy... I think he said he was from Torchline? Didn't get his name." He chewed his lip fiercely, debating whether to stay quiet or speak up, but his curiosity was eating him alive.
"So... were you one of the ones that found the Longheat deity?"
Tal tried to look offended through his shielding scarf and goggles, with mixed results, as Melita traced over a potion of the map that maybe hadn't led him exactly where it had said it would on his way out of the burrows.
But he didn't want to admit it that it - and by extension, he - might be wrong. Not when his pride was already stinging.
"Yeah? Well... I was taking medical supplies to the tribes in the Tundra," he grumbled, not really able to compete with someone who had personal experience in the Climb, but not letting that stop him from trying. "Didn't have time to be runnin' around in the lava."
He started to hobble after her with Boreal's help, not wanting to get left behind if his map really was wrong. "Trader in Snowcloak," he said shortly. "Some guy... I think he said he was from Torchline? Didn't get his name." He chewed his lip fiercely, debating whether to stay quiet or speak up, but his curiosity was eating him alive.
"So... were you one of the ones that found the Longheat deity?"
