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[scoundrelsfolly]

“You couldn’t kill me if you tried for a hundred years.”

[Prompt]

“S’a good t’ing I don’t plan on tryin’ ta waste me time t’en, huh?” The Imperial asked, slowly backing away from the dragon. As awe-inspiring as it was to see one so close he could almost touch it – Asher was not about to be eaten today.

“I don’t mean any trouble, so I’m just gonna go now… aye?” 

[dragonbornguard]

“Do you honestly expect me to believe that?”

[Prompt]

Arlain stood her ground, keeping her hands close to her weapons, but didn’t draw them. After all, she wasn’t there for a fight. 

“Which? That I’m a Dovahkiin, or that I mean ya no harm?”

[tortulja]

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me?”

[Prompt]

No. That would be stupid. The creature is a dragon.But she had still hoped that the great beast wouldn’t notice her warily watching them from afar.She tried to ignore the pounding in her ears. Her heartbeat was nearly deafening, but it felt as though the dragon’s voice reverberated throughout her entire chest cavity and skull.

“I wasn’t trying to be rude... just...” Tortulja trailed off, wondering which word would be the best for her in the situation. Honesty was probably the best course. Swallowing her nerves and trying to keep her voice steady, Tort straightened her posture.

“I was just trying to keep an eye on you so I could avoid... well, this.” The Nord motioned to the air between the two of them. Clearly an encounter was not what she was wanting.

[wandererfromthenorth]

❝ this is early to come calling, scarce past dawn. you should be snug in your bed. ❞

Halldis wondered if she would ever get used to dealing with the dragon, or if she would always nearly jump out of her skin. Although, it seemed like the sort of thing that one should most definitely not get used to. The day that she did not feel terrified to her very core, would likely be the day that she was burnt to a crisp and eaten. And that was a day that she hoped would never come.

“I-I like the early mornings,” she said timidly, taking a cautious step backwards. Of course, the fact that sleep sometimes was difficult was also a factor, but that was not the sort of thing one shared with a dragon, “It’s still quiet, and soft....a-and it’s easier to think....yeah?”

[gravecuriosity]

“What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

[Prompt]

“Dr-dragon,” Nelle whispered, barely audible to her own ears as she stood rooted in place. She couldn’t believe her eyes, and for a split second she wondered if this was an Illusion. But the great beast had spoken, voice booming and shuddering throughout her entire frame, and it took all the willpower she had not to scream.

[wandererfromthenorth]

There’s a spear lodged near his wing but no matter how hard he rubbed or scratched at the wound, the weapon wouldn’t come out. It isn’t fatal. It is, however, a great annoyance. So he counts himself fortunate that he stumbled across a familiar face, even if that face is one he encountered briefly. “Saraan, joor,” he said, climbing down from his ledge. “Daar zun - this weapon, remove it.”

What had started as a quiet, calming afternoon walk around the hold, quickly soured when she saw the dragon. At first, Halldis had not recognized him, but soon recalled that it was the same one she’d seen splashing in the river some time ago. That encounter had gone as well as one could dare to hope, however, she’d not really wanted to risk her life with a second encounter. 

And yet, there she was, with the great creature coming towards her. What she first took for a growl of sorts, she soon realized he was speaking to her, however all she could do was stare stupidly. Startled as she was, it took a moment for the words to register, and then her gaze shifted to the enormous wing, and the spear stuck in it. Part of her felt badly for the dragon -- certainly that could not feel very good -- and then she thought of the person that the spear had belonged to, and felt a bit ill. Painful as that spear probably was, Halldis was sure that the spear thrower had probably suffered much worse.

Again, her instinct was to flee, however, she stopped herself and wondered if perhaps it might be wiser -- and kinder -- to help.

“...A-Alright,” she croaked, giving a timid nod while she waited for the dragon to climb the rest of the way down, “I-It looks quite deep...but I’ll try...”

[templesecrets]

“You have no idea what I’m saying, do you?”

“I.. no, not all of it,” she admitted, staring up at the massive, and quite impressive, dragon in front of her. She recognized some of the words he had said in Dovahzul, but something didn’t quite make sense to her. “You were asking about the Vahlok, the… city guards?” she half-asked, trying to connect the dots and fill in the blanks. 

[briidunviing-a]

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For each  “ ▽ ”  I receive, I’ll tell you one random fact about me, the mun! [ always accepting ]

[ 1 ) I’m really prone to injury & accidents. I’m so clumsy it’s actually hilarious & I literally can walk face first to a door frame even if I focus where I’m going. I keep slamming myself accidentally on things & usually have bruises that I don’t even remember where they came from. I can’t even remember how many times a car has crashed on me either <_>

2 ) Weirdly enough, even if I’m really prone to accidents, I have only once been seriously injured, & that was a broken collarbone. ]

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