It was in these moments that the mage wondered why he followed his whims so often. After all, he’d chosen this track simply because it was one he hadn’t walked before. He figured it was almost heading in the direction of the guild so he’d get home eventually. What was life without a few wrong turns? Of course that was the logic before he’d found himself face to face with the giant reptile.
Gildarts rubbed his brow in thought, wondering if it wouldn’t be less hassle to just turn around and go back the other way. Not that he was afraid of the beast, but it had been a really long day and avoiding conflict seemed the best option. He exhaled something between a laugh and a sigh and pointed with his thumb over his shoulder.
❝I don’t suppose there’s any chance you’re some sort of friendly vegetarian dragon? Anyway I’m sure you’re busy, sittin’ there in the shadows. I’ll just be on my way.❞