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rider fell off his steed, and the strange bird-like dragon gave a few nips at it's fallen rider's side. The man didn't move, and the creature gave a cock of it's head, then prodded the man with his taloned foot.
"OUCH! AH!" the man cried, jerking up suddenly as he grabbed onto the new gash on his side. "Nana'tehk!" And he went into a slew of curses in his native language before groaning and raking a hand through his dusted and blood caked hair.
The bird-lizard gave a few whistling croaks as it gestured with it's head and the man sighed, turning from Nana'tehk over to the-
"OH BY THE SPIRITS, WATER!" And he plunged his head completely into the thing, the gargling world of water all but consuming and Nana'tehk simply watched. While his master drank and washed in the horse's trough, he beast took interest at a noise that suddenly came from inside, from what it could deduce, as a tavern.
"Rawrk?" the bird-thing cawed as it cocked it's head, and walking much like a curious dodo, it moved forward towards the place and began to sniff at the door. When he tried to push it open with his head, it noticed the door was locked. He blinked, lowering his head and looked at the door knob. Then lifted up one taloned foot, turned the knob and pushed the now open door with his head.
At first,t he dimply lit room smelled strange, but upon smelling beer (which happened to be on of Nana'tehk's favorite drinks) he gave an elated cry and waddled his way into the room, long tail hitting Nyla on the back of her chair by accident, before cawing at the bar maid wanting a drink. But the bar maid took one look at the beast before dropping her entire tray of beer as she screamed and ran away. Tilting his head curiously, he simply dropped his head and began to lap the fallen, foamy beer off the floor.
And at about this time, Nana'tehk's master lifted his head out from the trough with a long, exaggerated sigh. He tossed his now soaking wet hair out of his face and wiped a hand down it to remove the excess water from dribbling and soiling too much of his clothes. In the process, he smeared some of the red paint that looked like a mask around his eyes before he turned to notice Nana'tehk had gone missing.
Blinking, he slowly looked around before calling out inquisitively, "Nana'tehk?" He sighed, growling as he slumped against the trough. "Damn avirian," he groaned. But the man perked up when he heard a scream inside the tavern, then the bar maid flee out of it. He just shook his head, still slumped beside the trough, looking like complete shit, as he shook his head.
"He just couldn't wait for me to get him the beer." Muttering more words in his native tongue, he debated getting off of the sandy ground to drag his bird-dragon out of there. But he was aching all over, so he figured he'd give himself a minute or two.
"Yes.. a minute.. then I'll go in there and get Nana'tehk and then some booze.. maybe some food.. but definitely booze." And he began to wonder about the probability in training Nana'tehk to get him said booze.