there had been tales of a dragon that had roosted in a forest not far from town, bloody brilliant. Everyone was scared out of their bleeding minds. All underground markets were frozen and the town guard had lost their minds. Yet no one was going to do a thing. And so for the good of the town, Etho put it upon himself to handle things. After spending most of the day trekking through the forest, Etho had found a mutilated animal Caracas and now sat huddled against a tree scared out of his blooming mind, what the fuck had he been thinking. "There is no way two wooden tonfas will help me at all in this situation" He said in hopeless disdain .
Seh'lvah had spent most of the afternoon on her own, daydreaming. When she was like that, she was immovable. And just recently she was like that a lot. And it bugged her that she was alone in her endeavour to unify the Dragons, and that she was physically alone, with just her fantasy dream boy.
As she laid on her side, kissing and nuzzling thin air under the shade of the tree, she would only stop if an odd noise caught her attention, i.e. A rabbit ran by.