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WHO: Estinien Wyrmblood and Dragons
WHAT: Using Tehri's hot dragon tips to seek our a brood called the Tamfa.
WHERE: Lohkimareen Forest
WHEN: Early to Mid Inoseri
WARNINGS: DRAGONS DRAGONS DRAGONS
Having set out a couple days prior in search of the Tamfa, Estinien is absolutely dripping with tiny dragons at this point in his journey. Their attentions only becoming more and more dogged the further he strays from the Greentruth itself, every tactic he might employ to gain their larger brethren's company only magnifying his appeal to them. His first few days of searching had been for naught in the end, but by now he's learned by now that distance from civilization is key - these dragons like to keep to themselves as much as the ones he's familiar with do.
Or, at least, they did... until he taught the small ones to associate him with food, comfort, and safety. Now, these little ones refuse to keep to themselves even when he wishes they would, and yet he can't quite bring himself to disappoint them.
He is running out of rations, however, and is realizing he'll have to hunt if he's going to feed himself or them. With dragonlings crawling in his hair and clothing, perching on his wings, and chattering to each other all the while, he starts looking for a place to make a fire. If it keeps going like this, he may be spending another night roughing it in the woods. Before he does, though, he casts one more glance towards the trees, his brow furrowing. May as well get in one more for the night.
"Great Tamfa of Lohkimareen," he calls out, his bids for their attention only having been getting more lavish with time. "I would but meet with you as kindred, and offer only peace."
WHAT: Using Tehri's hot dragon tips to seek our a brood called the Tamfa.
WHERE: Lohkimareen Forest
WHEN: Early to Mid Inoseri
WARNINGS: DRAGONS DRAGONS DRAGONS
Having set out a couple days prior in search of the Tamfa, Estinien is absolutely dripping with tiny dragons at this point in his journey. Their attentions only becoming more and more dogged the further he strays from the Greentruth itself, every tactic he might employ to gain their larger brethren's company only magnifying his appeal to them. His first few days of searching had been for naught in the end, but by now he's learned by now that distance from civilization is key - these dragons like to keep to themselves as much as the ones he's familiar with do.
Or, at least, they did... until he taught the small ones to associate him with food, comfort, and safety. Now, these little ones refuse to keep to themselves even when he wishes they would, and yet he can't quite bring himself to disappoint them.
He is running out of rations, however, and is realizing he'll have to hunt if he's going to feed himself or them. With dragonlings crawling in his hair and clothing, perching on his wings, and chattering to each other all the while, he starts looking for a place to make a fire. If it keeps going like this, he may be spending another night roughing it in the woods. Before he does, though, he casts one more glance towards the trees, his brow furrowing. May as well get in one more for the night.
"Great Tamfa of Lohkimareen," he calls out, his bids for their attention only having been getting more lavish with time. "I would but meet with you as kindred, and offer only peace."