[ At first, all you can see is gold. Shiny slabs of gold, intircally patterned in a matter of scales. Then the camera moves up, up, up, and then you might think that it is rather a sculpture made entirely out of gold. A golden fish, perhaps? A snake? A lizard?
Then the camera zooms out and there’s a long, golden neck, so long and round it can make
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It isn't magic.
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And it takes a while to understand how to reply this message. How quick, how easy! Once he returns home, he must show this to Silvanos and his wyrmlings. ]
Is it not? The force that draws me here made by no mortal, but something deeper in the fabric of existence. Or are you speaking of something else? There are many strange things here.
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You're awfully far from home.
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And aren't we all, stranded in a world we are unwelcomed here?
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[He says this while squinting and leaning to the side slightly, as if he thinks he can see Aurican from a better angle this way.]
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Indeed.
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[ Though in all honesty, he thinks the comment is better reserved toward Darlantan and the other silver dragons. When they fly in the sunlight at the right angle, their scales reflect so brightly that they seem to made of light, instead of flesh and bone and magic. ]
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[ He rubs his eyes. It's too early for this. He hasn't even had his tea. ]
That's it - the Core's gone barking mad!
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And you are?
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A talking dragon. But of course.
The HOUSE talked, why not you?
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[ Really, he's not a dumb animal. Or a troll. ]
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It seems cruel to draw a one such as yourself here.
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It is cruel to all who have been drawn to this world.
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But especially so to someone who- well I'm only supposing you fly and hunt.
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Are you saying there's more than one? Other than myself?
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