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[beleaving]

Scenario 1

[Look it's pre-heavensward and you are the WOL and you are totally hanging out at the Falling Snows and your boy Haurchefant is SO EXCITED he's left you for a minute to relax and is returning with HOT COCOA because YOU NEED TO WARM UP. After all, you're always met with a warm hearth and warmer welcome at Camp Dragonhead.]

Scenario 2

[What the fuck there's a dragon trying to eat your face and suddenly this long-necked giraffe guy in armor is leaping to your defense to fight the thing off. What a meeting.]

Comments

[dominutive]

[Rather than taking the time Haurchefant was busy securing cocoa to wind down, rest, or maybe even find some semblance of calm, Tree seems to have... Made a hasty decision of some sort.

Where there previously sat a Sunseeker man, there is now an even smaller Au Ra woman, with similar coloring, wearing the exact same armor. In fact she seems to be fussing with the fit of it when he walks back in.]

I'mma do 1.

[songbird_slayer]

[Ring-covered hands swept over Madhuri's sleeves as one more shiver entered the head and moved down to the tip of a spiny black tail. Having spent the better part of her adolescence in the temperate forests of Gridania, Coerthas was another story. She'd never understood when they said 'chilled to the bone', but she felt as if she'd never warm. Bards never quite dressed for warmth, but... duty calls, doesn't it?

Duty calls.

Her feathered cap was placed upon the table, further shrinking the auri woman's already-petite form. The snow collected in the fibers had long melted, leaving the poor garment heavy and in need of a fire to toast it back into its usual dry warmth. Tipping her head, her fingers smoothed deep purple hair back into place- a girl couldn't have hat hair!

But it was in this act that a warm, familiar face decided to arrive with two mugs of piping hot chocolate. Feeling her face burn, she quickly composed herself and folded her hands tightly in her lap.]

O-oh! Oh, my... you're too kind. Thank you, friend.

1 (Nevermind that these are clearly my Hward icons shhhh)

[littlemhigan]

[Castor was raised in Thanalan. Within spitting distance of the Sagolii Desert. Where it is hot and dry and bright.

The Coerthas Central Highland is none of these things. Here it is cold, and blustery and always seems to me smothered by stormclouds. It chills her to her bones and makes her joints ache a deep ache that Castor had hoped to never feel until she was an old crone.

And this is why she's commandeered the Falling Snows for the night, with the fire stoked high and a heavy wool blanket pulled tightly around herself. Castor has no qualms earning her keep in this fortress, but gods, does it take it's toll...


When she hears the door reopen, it takes what seems an inhuman amount of effort to free her head from her small nest and crane around to see who's come in.]

Ah? Lord Haurchefant!

2 because i can do what i WANT

[dragoonage]

[ and what i want is lord horsefun saving estinien's butt.

estinien, pro dragon slayer, normally has no problems killing dragons of any size—the bigger the better, if he's honest.

but coerthas is full of the worst whiteout conditions, where a day may be so sunny it's impossible to see due to the reflection, down to it's snowing so hard that your footprints are covered as you make them. today it's not only cloudy, windy and snowy, but the dragons are using that to mask their approach. while he fights off two or three in front, he can't exactly see behind him (they've yet to come out with a drg helmet that allows mirrors on the sides! how dare)

which is basically how his life is saved, as a terrible blood dragon descends from the mists (why, it's so cold here??) to make a surefire attempt on the azure dragoon's life. ]

You have excellent timing.

[ or estinien does, and is always in need of saving when someone else is there to be a hero. his luck is warped that way.]

1

[songsinging]

[ Having a place to come back to was always a welcome thought, now that everything else in his life to date had been torn asunder. He acccepts the cocoa with a slight smile. ]

Lord Haurchefant.

2

[tsunmedic]

[ actually auri but i lack proper icons right now.

in any case, this is great, because there's only so many times one can holy an overleveled dragon. ]

Oh, perfect timing.