08.Jun.12, 06:45 PM
Talian was unimpressed. "They're not 'part of us', Lym. They're just beasts, no different from us or any other creature." Sure dragons had some unique characteristics. The bond, they said, was unimaginable. That's just what they said, though. Tal had no creative spark within him any more, no spiritual or transcendent side that believed in such things. How could dragons be 'part of' people, unless referring to a particular bonded pair? It was ridiculous. It sounded like something a child would say, fanciful and illogical.
"It's all well and good for the riders to be attached to their own dragons, but they're just animals to me. If they kill thread, well, good on them..." His tone was emotionless and almost calculating. He knew the dragons would prove valuable if thread fell. Shards, they could be useful even without thread. He imagined they had amazing law enforcement potential at the very least. But this philosophical garbage was going to drive him mad.
They were interesting. He could concede that much. Perhaps he'd have found them more enticing if coming to Katila had been his choice, but even then he doubted it. They were a curiosity. Nothing more.
He sighed a bit and pushed his office door open. He'd gotten awfully protective of that little room, which contained pretty much all of his possessions while remaining amazingly undecorated. Books were strewn all about. What a mess. He didn't really care, though. "Give me one moment...I have to dig out the salve." Tal kept only the smallest amount of nubmweed close by, since he knew of B'jin's aversion to it. Poor man.
He soon located it. "Now then. Let's forget about this dragon nonsense. Let's have a look at your back." His voice had warmed.
That post kind of beckoned a response from him >: ) I'm done now
"It's all well and good for the riders to be attached to their own dragons, but they're just animals to me. If they kill thread, well, good on them..." His tone was emotionless and almost calculating. He knew the dragons would prove valuable if thread fell. Shards, they could be useful even without thread. He imagined they had amazing law enforcement potential at the very least. But this philosophical garbage was going to drive him mad.
They were interesting. He could concede that much. Perhaps he'd have found them more enticing if coming to Katila had been his choice, but even then he doubted it. They were a curiosity. Nothing more.
He sighed a bit and pushed his office door open. He'd gotten awfully protective of that little room, which contained pretty much all of his possessions while remaining amazingly undecorated. Books were strewn all about. What a mess. He didn't really care, though. "Give me one moment...I have to dig out the salve." Tal kept only the smallest amount of nubmweed close by, since he knew of B'jin's aversion to it. Poor man.
He soon located it. "Now then. Let's forget about this dragon nonsense. Let's have a look at your back." His voice had warmed.
That post kind of beckoned a response from him >: ) I'm done now