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Started by Juer Kalmuri, January 27, 2013, 01:13:09 PM

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Juer Kalmuri

Garbak would sigh once again, this time out of being tired of her attempting to be Stubborn with him. Turning his head slightly again. "Follow if you want.." Is all he would say, this time with a tone other than lazy or bored, he was s a little angry. He wanted to roam so that he could eat some more and then go back to sleep, and if she wanted to give him company she should get right on that and let go of her issues, in his opinion.

No longer feeling guilty, his depressive  influence would once again start to kick in, once again she would feel a slightly grip of doubt creep into the corners of her mind. This time slightly stronger than before, suggesting that maybe it would be best to..stay here for a while? Think for a while, remind herself how she hates other dragons, perhaps even loathe herself being a dragon? wish she was different..born human, they are so much better, after all.

Garbak would turn his head around, starting to slowly lumber away. Should he leave her as she is, his effects would be strong enough to plant a seed of sadness inside of her, but it would take a long time of incubating this before it turned into a real problem. Still, this is enough to provide a LONG LASTING (if you choose to let this effect carry over into your next threads that happen after this in her stories timeline) feeling of hate towards her fellow dragons, and perhaps even a little contempt for herself.

wolfie

Alerri heard what he had said. She wasn't sure she wanted to any more. He obviously wanted to be alone. She would respect that. If he wanted her he knew where she would be. She stayed there with her eyes closed.

It felt good to just be there. Something was nagging away at her. She sighed not sure what was wrong. This turtle dragon had certainly shaken a few things up. She didn't bother saying another word to him. If he could be rude so could she.

He certainly wasn't a credit to dragons. She knew that. They had been more helpful in her learning than he had. She wondered if any other dragons knew he was out here alone. It might be interesting to see what they would say. She just wasn't feeling up to a trip back home.

Juer Kalmuri

Garbak would not stop again, slowly wading his way between the mountains and trees, collapsing them as he went. Holding little regard for them. A few small rock slides occurring his in wake as he crushed up against the sides of cliffs once again with the side of his hard shell. He was not one to repeat himself, as he was not one to say much at all.

As he left, she would notice a slight dip in the magic around her, however there was still something that lingered there, eating at her from inside of her own head. Still so weak, but so relevant feeling. Movement would cause her strain that seemed to bother her move than usual, it just seemed easily to lay down and stay laid down. Every movement would feel like it had to be forced.

Garbak would leave the immediate area, whether if she followed or not.

[EXIT: Unless interrupted]