open The Last of One's Kind

[FractalMoon 378]

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The Dragon Rider collapses, dead, and the dragon cautiously moves toward Asator. With a pained whimper, it shows him where the errant Rider injured it, and makes the attempt to get closer to him.

Lily takes the scroll from Shadow, "Good, thank you so much. Let's get going, I have a feeling I know where he will be..." She teleports them to the location of the harmed dragon, having felt the sympathetic pain of a Rider in her area  falling without having a chance to disavow herself.

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Draco landed in an alley way transforming back. He then walked into the tavern. Finding the crippled dragon. "You poor thing," Draco said as he walked to  the dragon. He looked to Asator "I see you dealt with that monster," Draco said with a hiss. He looked to the small dragon then looking at it's wound. "I'll fix you up as best as I can. I'm no healer I'm a warrior but I know somethings about dragons," Draco said gently to the dragon.

@FM-Valkyrie,@Batdragon

Edited June 22, 2014 by dragon4111

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Asator puts the hammer on his back and inspects the beasts wounds.
"I have no respect for these riders of dragons. Harming them and treating them as pets." Asator spits on the ground.
"Come here little fella, I wont harm you....its the dragon riders who will. Now im no expert on healing, but I can try to soothe the pain."
Asator picks up the dragon and licks its wounds. He walks into the tavern and pulls a healing salve off the wall.
"This is for humans, but i think it might work on you." Asator says, putting the slave on the dragons wounds. 

[FractalMoon 378]

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Lily enters the tavern, sees the dead rider and his wounded dragon, and the two men with swords, one of whom she recognizes as the Dracomancer who kidnapped her Captain. Walking up behind them, she pulls out an off-white salve, "This is designed for dragons, if you give them one made for humans it could ruin their healing process..." She says, brushing away Asator's hand and applying the balm herself, "And you must be the one who wanted me to steal those documents, I'll speak with you outside as soon as I make sure this dragon is feeling alright..."

At all the positive feelings around it, the dragon growls quietly in contentment.

[Nameless Knight 1,001]

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Tenebae and Shadow waited outside. She had pulled out her book again and continued to move her fingers across the page. Tenebae sat next to her and looked at the Tavern door. Shadow continued to read as Tenebae began to growl at who was inside the Tavern. Shadow looked at him and said "whats the matter"

[dragon4111 914]

Draco nodded and said "I need to get back to my home," Draco said simply seeing the situation was under control. He walked outside slowly. "Ah your dragon does not like me," he said as he walked into an alley. "Tell your grandmaster not to reveal my nature," he said as he transformed then took flight. He was nearing his limit. He flew quickly home landing. "Oi Olaf I'm home,"

Edited June 22, 2014 by dragon4111

[Demirari 454]

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"Good, you are here," Lady Florence replied, letting a smile form as she waved her hand in a motion to follow. Turning, around, she spoke, "My apologies of an improper greeting, but time is an essence of right now."  The two Praesuls remained in their positions before moving two steps to the left and right, respectively of what side they were at. 

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(And here is a random event happening somewhere no where near anyone.) 

A squad of Praeses Ordinis on their horses watched the opponents move. Holding their lances stiffly, they readied them vertically and began to move forward. The horses taking each step slowly as their riders' golden highlights on the armors glowed brightly. It was a tense situation, mostly from the Praeses Ordinis's perspective. Due to a group of priests and priestesses of the Praeses Church being held hostage. 

 

"Do ya fol'ks bing paydment?" the lead opponent yelled from his lower stature positioning. Then the man continued, making sure saliva was thrown from his mouth, "WELL?" It was disgusting to the well-trained Praeses Ordinis cavalry. 

 

Captain Ivan whispered to his brothers in battle (not family related of course), "Ready your lances and your swords, leave not one of these filth alive by the sun's travel over the mountains." Then the group charged, bringing their lances closer, at the barbarians as the ground shook of a spearhead made of flesh and steel. The enemy realized the futility of hostages and quickly made a shield to protect from the charged wave. 

 

Three. Two. One. The Praeses Ordinis cavalry smashed into the barbarians as their lead-tipped lances were showered with blood. As bodies crumbled under the assault, the soldiers quickly turned around, they dropped their lances in favor of swords. Specially enhanced steel shined before dimming from the cover of blood. Their number-dependent foes quickly dwindling to the last of the last, the leader of this disgusting tribe. A single head flew before the Praeses Ordinis group turned around finally toward the tribal camp. The question that lays here is: will let the remaining live, or leave not a single life? 

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"Who are you supposed to be?" Asator asks, sheltering the dragon a bit.
"If you are one of those Dragon Riders, I'll give you ten seconds to flee before my hammer does to you what it did with that dragon rider over there." Asator's hammer had blood on it from the dragon rider. He cautiously watches the woman tend to the dragon's wound and  pulls his hand away so she can get at its wounds better.

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Olaf flew around the house as Zefira chased him with her daggers.
"PERVERT! Where are my clothes!" She yells at Olaf. 
She turns around to see the man from before mending her armor.
"PERVErt!" She cries out once more, throwing a vase a the man. 

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"Who are you supposed to be?" Asator asks, sheltering the dragon a bit.

"If you are one of those Dragon Riders, I'll give you ten seconds to flee before my hammer does to you what it did with that dragon rider over there." Asator's hammer had blood on it from the dragon rider. He cautiously watches the woman tend to the dragon's wound and  pulls his hand away so she can get at its wounds better.

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Olaf flew around the house as Zefira chased him with her daggers.

"PERVERT! Where are my clothes!" She yells at Olaf. 

She turns around to see the man from before mending her armor.

"PERVErt!" She cries out once more, throwing a vase a the man. 

"I told you Olag. Never look at a woman changing," Draco said as one of the shards dug into his skin. "Ouch," Draco said as he rubbed it. "How the hell am I a pervert when I stitched you up. And left you alone," Draco said as he pulled out the shard. Blood seeped from the wound. "Now then,"

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[FractalMoon 378]

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Lily sighs, knowing that he'll likely figure out eventually, "Yes I am a rider, but I advise against attempting to harm me. Unlike this recruit here, I am orders of magnitude more ancient than you, and I hate seeing one of these beautiful creatures be used like modern Riders use them..." She continues to gently tend to the dragon's wound, trying her best to soothe its pain without getting too close to Asator's hammer. After the wound is covered in healing balm, she begins to dress it, then pulls a small package out of her bag, which she gives Asator, "This is some food for blue dragons, I've carried it as a bit of sentimentality for a long time now... It should be exactly what this little guy likes to eat..." She gently strokes its head, once again trying her best to be soothing despite the corpse a few feet away. The feeling of having someone so closely bonded to you ripped away, whether they were hated or not, was painful, and she understood exactly how.

The dragon once again whimpers softly and rubs its muzzle against Asator's chest, beginning to trust him after he killed the source of its pain.

[Nameless Knight 1,001]

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Shadow continued to read when Tenebae said "What do you think the grandmaster is doing in there?" Shadow looked at him and said "sorry I can't see through walls... or see at all" Tenebae looked at her and said "I asked what you think, not if you know" Shadow looked back to her book and said "I'm just kidding." Tenebae looked at the door and said "How about you go in and check. Shadow sighed and put away her book. She felt the wall for the door and entered the Tavern.  

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"How did I lose my clothes? Did you drug me? I bet you did! I knew you were a crazy one, but this? I shall mount your head on the wall!"
Zefira grabs her daggers and charged at the man. Olaf soon stepped in between them and waved his hands.

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"Lady, Lady, Lady, you got it all wrong. Draco here is too much of a boy scout to do any of that....well except the poison part. He means well, he's just a hurt soul. Me on the other hand...im just a dead soul...whos hungry for some reason...Draco, make me some spirit food!"
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Asator scoffs and looks down at the dragon, which was nuzzling his chest.
"Aww...such a cute wittle fewwa..." Asator clears his throat. "I mean...I see hes happy now. Suppose I believe you, why would you not step in and free the dragons from this kind of stuff? Some ancient adviser you are. Although, seeing as you helped the dragon and gave me this food for him, you cant be too bad. Still hate your faction though."

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"How did I lose my clothes? Did you drug me? I bet you did! I knew you were a crazy one, but this? I shall mount your head on the wall!"

Zefira grabs her daggers and charged at the man. Olaf soon stepped in between them and waved his hands.

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"Lady, Lady, Lady, you got it all wrong. Draco here is too much of a boy scout to do any of that....well except the poison part. He means well, he's just a hurt soul. Me on the other hand...im just a dead soul...whos hungry for some reason...Draco, make me some spirit food!"

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Asator scoffs and looks down at the dragon, which was nuzzling his chest.

"Aww...such a cute wittle fewwa..." Asator clears his throat. "I mean...I see hes happy now. Suppose I believe you, why would you not step in and free the dragons from this kind of stuff? Some ancient adviser you are. Although, seeing as you helped the dragon and gave me this food for him, you cant be too bad. Still hate your faction though."

"Screw a goat," Draco said to Olaf. "Your clothes were destroyed," Draco said as he pointed to the armory. "There is a black tunic in there," Olaf show her the way while I put the finishing touches on the armor," Draco said simply. "Oh and the hunger you feel that's is something you need to figure out,"

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(Giant detail below.)

Lady Florence soon disappeared from sight as she traveled further into the citadel. Though the direction to the meeting wasn't hampered as long as one followed the dimly lit torches that'll act as a guide. Besides that, straying from the torches would likely lead one to more abandoned sections or even the private quarters of the Praeses Ordinis soldiers if one manages by sheer luck. If one, even then, doesn't manage to find an inhabited spot by guards or employees, one will have to suffer the fate of being left alone for an uncountable amount of time. 

 

At the meeting room, a brightly lit and neatly organized, all but two of the captains of the Praeses Ordinis will be there. That is excluding the two Praesuls that will be tagging behind Cassandra to prevent any snooping or getting lost. Continuing on, there will be a seat at the end of the long table nearest to the door where Cassandra will be designated to sit. At the end of the table, besides the sides where the captains had seated themselves, are three empty seats for the two Praesuls and Lady Florence. 

 

The surrounding will be decorated with a dozen bookshelves, each one filled to the brim with texts. Four useless decorations, the stands where four exotic plants rest, are sat towards the middle of each wall, signifying North, East, South, and West. If one would to note the symbolism of the plants, they will find the approval of the waiting captains for a philosophical eye. To top these things further are wine glasses filled with not wine, but of water. Water is of life and of great unknowns and is placed per seat to show as such. 

 

While there are certainly more, such as banners; exquisite candles, lanterns, even an oversized globe in the middle, the most important are the small chatters. The most important topic of the wide variety of chatter between long loyalties is: "Is this healer of Sana worth the time?" Indeed, many doubt if having an expert of dragons be even useful to their plans! 

 

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(CONTINUING ON!)

 

Captain Artemis, head of one of the archery groups of Praeses Ordinis, traveled under the cover of the forest. Her group, consisting of the standard twenty-strong men and women tagged behind her at the same speed. Their plums, occasionally fluttering from the wind, scratched the leaves slightly. They, the archery group, were on a scouting mission based on the reports of dragon riders and perhaps even more. As such, they were to travel silently and record and attack if necessary. 

 

Watching her surroundings, Captain Artemis held her hand up motioning for her scouting group to stop. A large clearing was nearby, and it'll certainly be useful in the process of setting up a temporary camp. From here, they'll sent in scouting parties to surrounding hot-spots, i.e.: taverns, market places, resting locations, etc. They must gain information at the sudden increase of riders in such area. Was it something that is useless to the Praeses Church or even alarming.

 

"Sergeant Ulric, I need your group to begin a quick scout run around the areas. Stay in the shadows unless necessary," she spoke softly as Sergeant Ulric nodded and quickly departed with nine archers. Handling that, Captain Artemis departed back into her tent, beginning to write the first report. It detailed little besides the relatively easy passing and arriving faster than expected. 

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(You thought it'll end there? Nada. Continuing even further.)

 

Inlustratori lit a single torch before placing it in a holder. "Sons of the same mother. Birth mere minutes from another. I request a mission of importance." He turned to them, his elderly eyes burning more brightly than usual. A small smirk caressed his ancient features as he nodded toward the two kneeling twins. 

 

"Your holiness, what is it you request of your humble servants? Tell us, and it'll be done without a single doubt," the eldest one of four minutes older than his twin spoke first. His younger brother simply nodded his head in agreement. Both Praetorian guardians understood. 

 

"A dracomancer, a sin to Praeses had been spotted by rumors in the far away continent Sorasa, retrieve him if truth is revealed." Inlustratori Alexander took small steps toward the open window facing the city below and beyond. "I've gather you two for your past skills of tracking. This will also be a secretive mission where the Praeses Ordinis won't even know. A ship awaits" The twins knew the true meaning without any inquiry from them.

 

They responded with only a single response, "It will be done your holiness."

Edited June 22, 2014 by Demirari

[FractalMoon 378]

Asator scoffs and looks down at the dragon, which was nuzzling his chest.

"Aww...such a cute wittle fewwa..." Asator clears his throat. "I mean...I see hes happy now. Suppose I believe you, why would you not step in and free the dragons from this kind of stuff? Some ancient adviser you are. Although, seeing as you helped the dragon and gave me this food for him, you cant be too bad. Still hate your faction though."

Lily sighs, "You can't tell anyone this, but I'm trying to save them... I may be old and powerful, but I'm only one woman in an army. I was not aware that our standards had fallen this low, abusing one's own dragon... That's a special kind of evil... I'd hate to burden you with this, but would you mind taking care of him and leaving here? If I have to take him back he'll only start the cycle over again..."

Shadow continued to read when Tenebae said "What do you think the grandmaster is doing in there?" Shadow looked at him and said "sorry I can't see through walls... or see at all" Tenebae looked at her and said "I asked what you think, not if you know" Shadow looked back to her book and said "I'm just kidding." Tenebae looked at the door and said "How about you go in and check. Shadow sighed and put away her book. She felt the wall for the door and entered the Tavern.

Lily turns to see Shadow enter the building and says, to no one and everyone at the same time, "This is Shadow, she is one of the few decent people under my command, and she's blind. If any of you hurt her, I will take it as a personal attack.

Lady Florence soon disappeared from sight as she traveled further into the citadel. Though the direction to the meeting wasn't hampered as long as one followed the dimly lit torches that'll act as a guide. Besides that, straying from the torches would likely lead one to more abandoned sections or even the private quarters of the Praeses Ordinis soldiers if one manages by sheer luck. If one, even then, doesn't manage to find an inhabited spot by guards or employees, one will have to suffer the fate of being left alone for an uncountable amount of time.

At the meeting room, a brightly lit and neatly organized, all but two of the captains of the Praeses Ordinis will be there. That is excluding the two Praesuls that will be tagging behind Cassandra to prevent any snooping or getting lost. Continuing on, there will be a seat at the end of the long table nearest to the door where Cassandra will be designated to sit. At the end of the table, besides the sides where the captains had seated themselves, are three empty seats for the two Praesuls and Lady Florence.

The surrounding will be decorated with a dozen bookshelves, each one filled to the brim with texts. Four useless decorations, the stands where four exotic plants rest, are sat towards the middle of each wall, signifying North, East, South, and West. If one would to note the symbolism of the plants, they will find the approval of the waiting captains for a philosophical eye. To top these things further are wine glasses filled with not wine, but of water. Water is of life and of great unknowns and is placed per seat to show as such.

While there are certainly more, such as banners; exquisite candles, lanterns, even an oversized globe in the middle, the most important are the small chatters. The most important topic of the wide variety of chatter between long loyalties is: "Is this healer of Sana worth the time?" Indeed, many doubt if having an expert of dragons be even useful to their plans!

 

Cassandra looks around, trying to remember everything she was taught in her briefing before she was hurriedly shipped out to Doritha, on the orders of a woman she didn't know no less! These people were the most highly trained warriors in the church, possibly the world. If they wanted to kill her, it would basically be over in a second. So she would try to do her best to help them. To try and get her attention, however ill advised of an idea that may be, she decides to try and raise her voice to be heard by shouting, "I know you all don't trust me, but you're here to kill dragons aren't you? I don't approve, but I was told to give you any knowledge I had about dragons, and I can't do that if you all aren't listening!"

[Rainbow Dash 1,472]

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Olaf flips off Draco and floats over to the tunic.
"Just put this on while Draco finishes mending your armor."
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Zefira hesitantly walked to the table that had her 'tunic' on it and picked it up. She then looks at Olaf and taps her foot on the floor.
"Well? Beat it! I dont know what you heard about me, but this aint a show."
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Asator laughs.
"Good luck with that. You may be one of the only good ones, but I still hate your faction with a fiery passion." Asator says as he places the dragon on his shoulder. 
He walks past Shadow and looks back at the Grandmaster.
"But if you ever want to start a brotherhood of people who treat dragons as their equals, come find me." He throws some coins at the barkeep and walks out of the tavern. 

[Nameless Knight 1,001]

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Shadow looked at Asator as he left, using the sound of his voice to know where he was. Shadow walked up to Lily and asked "Who was that and what was that all about?"

 

Tenebae looked at Asator once he walked out. Tenebae saw the young dragon on his shoulder and looked away.

[FractalMoon 378]

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Lily sighs and follows Asator, "Trust me, I'd love to start something like that... Trust me, if it ever happens I will contact you as soon as I can. I wish you safe travels friend." She turns back to Shadow, "A Rider was abusing his dragon, and this man stepped in. So now he and the dragon are going to go somewhere where the Riders can't find him."

Edited June 22, 2014 by FM-Valkyrie

[Demirari 454]

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The room fell silent at that as many heads were turned. Some of surprise, some amusement, and others of plain annoyance. Then a small clap from Lady Florence nodding at the action.

 

"Quite interesting. First glance, I wouldn't had expected such action to had occurred." Lady Florence motioned for the Praesuls to sit before continuing, "Please take a seat and let the meeting begin. I'm sure all of us are intrigued." She gave subtle glances at the captains that carried doubt to silence themselves during this. Despite some of the disagreeing opinions, she, herself was interested.

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Sergeant Ulric and his accompanying soldiers followed a single path leading to a hotspot of activities and rumors. Each carried a bow or crossbow, and a saber at that sides if the situation demands close quarters. Silent as they moved forward, their dull colors, a combination of the following casted an aura of intimidation.

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Draco sighed as he looked at the finished product. "Yes definitely lighter," Draco said as he looked around he was tired but the good kind. "Miss captain your armor is done. Damn it Olaf let the lady change," Draco said as he sighed "Damn goat screwer," he said.

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Asator looks back at the Grandmaster and nods.
"Just call me by this horn." Asator tosses a horn made out of bones to the Grandmaster.
"Just know this, I see this kind of stuff again from your riders, and im coming after you...hard." Asator walks away while stroking the dragons neck.
"So whats your name, fella? And what do you eat besides things like me?"

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Olaf flies over to Draco and makes faces at him.
"When I figure out the secret to crossing back into the physical plane, imma give you the wettest of wet willies you nog humber!"
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Zefira blows hair out of her face and quickly changes into the tunic. She walks over to Draco, eyein the ghost, and looks at the armor.
"What? no poison tips in the armor? No torture devices?" 

[Demirari 454]

Sergeant Ulric held his hand up; the soldiers stopped completely. The horses began moving slowly as four soldiers drew their crossbows loaded them with standard bolts. It was standard for an archery group in the Praeses Ordinis to have some of its men ready when approaching unknown territory. A tavern on a hotspot was unknown enough.

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Asator looks back at the Grandmaster and nods.

"Just call me by this horn." Asator tosses a horn made out of bones to the Grandmaster.

"Just know this, I see this kind of stuff again from your riders, and im coming after you...hard." Asator walks away while stroking the dragons neck.

"So whats your name, fella? And what do you eat besides things like me?"

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Olaf flies over to Draco and makes faces at him.

"When I figure out the secret to crossing back into the physical plane, imma give you the wettest of wet willies you nog humber!"

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Zefira blows hair out of her face and quickly changes into the tunic. She walks over to Draco, eyein the ghost, and looks at the armor.

"What? no poison tips in the armor? No torture devices?" 

Draco rolled his eyes "Nog? Really...no and no," Draco said as he sighed. "Don't you mean nug humper. Now miss captain your armor has Mithril Steel interwoven into the Ebony," Draco explained as he held up his hand to his friend's ghost to keep him from interrupting.

[FractalMoon 378]

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Lily nods and catches the horn, "If that happens I expect to be able to hold you toward your word." She slips it into her bag and looks over the documents she has, "I suppose I should get to the forest now... I still don't know why I'm doing this..." She starts to draw a large targeting circle, then takes all the energy from the lamps in the tavern to warp herself back to the forest where everything went to hell in the first place.

The dragon gently nuzzles Asator's neck, "N-name? What is... A name?" It asks worriedly, as if afraid its lack of knowledge will lead to it being harmed again.

Cassandra sits down, any confidence she had quickly withering, "U-um.... So what do you all need to know?"

[Rainbow Dash 1,472]

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"What? You expect me to know all your insults?" Asator flips off Draco again and flies behind him. He gets ready to speak once more, but before he couls utter a word, Draco put his hand over his face.
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"Oh why thank you, Draco..." Zefira tackled the man and pulled out her blade.
"WHO ARE YOU?! Why did you poison me? Why can I see this other man, but not touch him?!"
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"A name, like what you are called. Like, My name is...wait did you just talk? Did I just understand you too?"
Asator looks at the dragon, worried he might be losing his mind.