The Scorpion Oracle whispers, 'come on, turn the page.'

[wastlandrage]

The light filtering into the cells dims to an orange glow, and the scent of smoke and burning meat starts to carry through the air. The doors to every cell simultaneously grind open, and the guards - those not part of the walls of the dungeons - wait to lead the prisoners down the hall and up a set of stairs worn practically ramp-smooth

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[itsnowjoke]

It had seemed only a second ago that Jon had slowed his mare down to a trot as they entered the quiet woods past the village. Ghost had been following along, nimble and quiet beside them as the forest grew more dense. He remembered thinking that now might be a good time to stop and grab a bite to eat from the bits he had salvaged from the kitchens. He was far away enough from Castle Black now that a small break wouldn't hurt. And it would make sure that he was strong enough -- not to mention awake enough -- for the long journey ahead.

But his plan never came to be.

It couldn't have taken more than the blink of an eye but suddenly, Jon was no longer in the shadows of the trees. He wasn't alone, he noticed immediately -- but aside from Ghost who was now baring his fangs at their new company, he recognized no one.

The people around the misshapen cavern of a room were strange and these ...creatures was the only word he could think that was fitting, were even stranger. He's not sure what to make of anything if it were real at all.

[savedacowboy]

It's hard to miss someone on a horse, and by that alone, Jon has Dany's interest. All in black, dressed in furs - nothing anyone in Quarth would have been wearing. So where did he come from, if not from the same place she was? Westeros, perhaps, though not from the south if her brother's stories are to believed.

Daenerys turns towards him, a calming hand on Drogon (hissing at the overlarge wolf beside the horse). "I wish to know the same. Some new scheme or trick, perhaps." Said while her eyes flicker to the side, the strange creatures still raising the hairs on the back of her neck.

[itsnowjoke]

Jon turns his head to source of the voice beside him. Though he understood what was being said around him, he girl's words catch him off-guard -- not for what she'd said, but rather because he recognizes the familiar lilt as the Common Tongue. None of the others who'd spoken up had the same familiarity. What causes him more surprise, however, are the three dragons perched around her. It seems his horse is just as surprised as he is as (while Ghost bears his fangs) so Jon does his best to reel in the reigns before she bolts.

He debates getting off his horse, but the part of him protesting that it may be necessary to make an escape if the opening arises wins out. He tries his best to calm the mare down, stroking her mane before he looks back towards Dany to speak.

"But who would be behind such a trick? Are they also the ones who've conjured up these --"

He nods at the dragons, not quite sure what to make of them still.

[savedacowboy]

A rare feeling of relief swells through her at the sound of the same language, though she can understand all tongues around her. It's instinct, however, that makes her hold out her hand for the mare - the Dorthraki are a horse people, after all, and for a sudden moment she misses her silver mount.

"Magi, or anyone else wishing us ill," she answers to the first part of his question, before frowning at the implication of the second half. "My dragons were not conjured up. I hatched them, gave them life so that they could live again."

[wastlandrage]

"They're beautiful," Oracle says. She steps forward, bowing to them both before reaching out to lay a hand on the horse's nose, a look of wonder passing briefly over her face at the animal. "I've never seen a real horse before."