Behemoth in the Northwest

[greatcleavage]

who: Roy Greenhilt, Fatima, and Chandra
what: Mission: Behemoth in the Northwest
when: 3/13 on
where: The Northwest?
warnings: None as of yet.



"So there's a massive beast of some sort prowling around the northwest wall, very infrequently," Roy said to his team as he led the way by a matter of inches, checking to make sure his greatsword was comfortably loose in the straps that kept it on his back. "Our job is to locate it and assess its characteristics, then report back. Simple enough?"

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[greatcleavage]

And there's another tick towards the 'Elan' side of the scale.

"Finder's privilege, I suppose -- you can name it. Him? Can you tell?" Chandra has been promoted to dragon expert by virtue of neither Roy nor Fatima being one. The dragon, meanwhile, shoved his snout straight into Tima's hands -- and, being apparently quite aware of its own strength, past it so its muzzle bonked into her body.

[dust_of_life]

Fatima let out a startled noise, taking a few steps back to keep herself from falling on her ass. She was too entranced to be upset about the momentary loss of poise, though. Again, she'd been bonked by a dragon.

"He finds me attractive, he's clearly a guy," she joked, tentatively running her palm down the line between his eyes. Somehow, she'd expected a reptile to be...slimy. But it actually felt kind of nice. Like smooth marble. Only warm. Friendly.

Sounded a little like someone she knew...

"Let's call him 'Liam,'" she decided.