18.Mar.18, 11:28 PM
“I imagine you’ll come across Casa eventually. I don’t see her leaving until they either kick her out at the end of the night or Thallyath drags her away,” T’ryn laughed at the image of the cranky gold swooping in and bringing her rider home. He admired Casa’s free spirit but didn’t envy her dealing with such a stoic dragon. Syrendryth was pain enough and he was more opinionated than anything else. Because you are disciplined and don’t need to be constantly reigned in.
Syrendryth was right, he was disciplined—in ignoring the bronze beast. He had had to ignore comments for so long now that T’ryn was convinced that with a little more practice he wouldn’t give away any hint of a dragon bespeaking him. As it was, he still gave another glance off to the side before turning all of his attention back to Ambrya and Scarlet. He held out his hand to the firelizard, waiting for her to sniff it or nudge it in greeting before giving her a light pat to the head. He never had a firelizard of his own. He Impressed at his first hatching, barely old enough to Stand. Then the landslide happened and he helped with Rhezalth on top of Syrendryth until N’mor was recovered. He liked them but he didn’t think he wanted one for himself anymore.
“It is pretty exciting! I never really thought about what it’d be like to see so many stalls and crafters set up in one place. There’s so much to do and eat that I’ve just been wandering around to where my eyes take me. I’ve probably missed so much.” It was almost overwhelming but he wasn’t in any hurry and decided meandering around as many times as it took wouldn’t be a bad thing. It might help him make up his mind on some purchases if he found his way back to the vendor.
“Are you only going to spoil Tesamyth today or are you going to treat yourself to something as well? I’m thinking about getting an embroidered blanket or maybe a rug.”
Syrendryth was right, he was disciplined—in ignoring the bronze beast. He had had to ignore comments for so long now that T’ryn was convinced that with a little more practice he wouldn’t give away any hint of a dragon bespeaking him. As it was, he still gave another glance off to the side before turning all of his attention back to Ambrya and Scarlet. He held out his hand to the firelizard, waiting for her to sniff it or nudge it in greeting before giving her a light pat to the head. He never had a firelizard of his own. He Impressed at his first hatching, barely old enough to Stand. Then the landslide happened and he helped with Rhezalth on top of Syrendryth until N’mor was recovered. He liked them but he didn’t think he wanted one for himself anymore.
“It is pretty exciting! I never really thought about what it’d be like to see so many stalls and crafters set up in one place. There’s so much to do and eat that I’ve just been wandering around to where my eyes take me. I’ve probably missed so much.” It was almost overwhelming but he wasn’t in any hurry and decided meandering around as many times as it took wouldn’t be a bad thing. It might help him make up his mind on some purchases if he found his way back to the vendor.
“Are you only going to spoil Tesamyth today or are you going to treat yourself to something as well? I’m thinking about getting an embroidered blanket or maybe a rug.”