Dorian
Dorian watched quietly as the dragon was fed some cake once more, watching it glide through the air with mild amusement, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "I am sure not. No dragon would like such a descriptor of their personality." he said in agreement. They were proud, ferocious creatures. Think that something as superficial as a name would change that would be foolish indeed.
As the dragonling was called to Ronin's arm, the Orator stepped forward, stopping as he came up alongside the man. "Indeed, I am. My name is Dorian Pryor." he said, clasping his hands behind his back. "I believe my colleague Finn spoke with your husband, Remi. Did he appraise you of the meaning of my visit?" he asked, curious how much Ronin knew or didn't know. He would rather not regale him with details he already had heard and wear thin his patience with repetition.
As the dragonling was called to Ronin's arm, the Orator stepped forward, stopping as he came up alongside the man. "Indeed, I am. My name is Dorian Pryor." he said, clasping his hands behind his back. "I believe my colleague Finn spoke with your husband, Remi. Did he appraise you of the meaning of my visit?" he asked, curious how much Ronin knew or didn't know. He would rather not regale him with details he already had heard and wear thin his patience with repetition.
You & I will always be unfinished business
