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[2oldforthisspit]

Nhim certainly hopes that this is the right farm. She's visited several on her way here with no luck, and the deer she carries in her maw is starting to taste a bit off. The dragon lands in an ungainly fashion at the Cooper farm, dropping her catch with a thud and peering into the house's upper story window. "Hello?" she calls, experimentally, then

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[sworntoalostgod]

Oliver is suddenly grateful that Beauregard is in the stables as he looks up from making a Ward around the earth bunker.

He raises his arm and waves, smiling broadly.

"Hello!"

[2oldforthisspit]

Nhim's ears prick up as she walks over, nodding a greeting to Oliver. "Hello. It seems that I did finally find the right farm-or at least I hope. I'm afraid my luck so far has been poor."

[sworntoalostgod]

Oliver looks concerned. "Oh?"

[2oldforthisspit]

"Apparently not everyone is friendly to dragons, no matter what their intentions may be. I've been charged at twice by humans wielding pitchforks and attacked three times by some sort of odd stick weapon. All I know is that they must be enchanted, but with what spell I have no idea."

[transbender]

Thomas was busy fiddling with a ring he recently snagged, trying to judge the worth of the diamond, when a shadow swept over head. Then he actually looks up, and his jaw drops almost to his knees. "Fuck me, a dragon!"

[2oldforthisspit]

Nhim looks over at Thomas, nodding a little. "Yes. And please say you don't plan to attack me; that's happened often enough lately."

[transbender]

"I don't... I'm not..." Thomas reels in his jaw, wincing slightly. "Attacking ain't my thing."

[2oldforthisspit]

"Good," Nhim says, sitting down. "I've had enough of it for the moment."