Having lived quite the long life, Vadra has become an important figure in several cities outside of the Shakadi Desert. Many nobles seek the attendance of a brass dragon at important gatherings for their skills of negotiation and their long memories. Vadra has never once turned down the request of her attendance, as such gatherings are a great source of knowledge. She would never claim to have any friends from these nations though, knowing that she is simply a tool to them.
Then came along Friend of Foe, an actual friend that she had made on her own terms. Perhaps getting him to attend with her would make the gathering more enjoyable. It would be difficult though. He did not like to wear clothes, to which she understood to a degree. Dragons had no real need of clothing either, but it was the social norm in most humanoid civilizations. It took some time and many bribes to finally get him to wear the bare minimum, cover up just enough to make them all comfortable.
Then came the more difficult task of dancing, which he claimed to have zero experience with. She would not relent though, eventually getting him to practice with her. He would avoid dancing at all costs when the time came at the actual gatherings, but in Vadra’s secluded lair the Tabaxi would cave.
Ultimately these gatherings would lead to Friend’s return to life on his own, as his large ears could hear far too much. It started overhearing some of the nobles refer to him as things such as “the dragon’s pet,” which started to bleed into his normal trips to nearby villages. No longer did it feel like they were kind to him of their own accord, nor was he feeling like he was accepted for who he really was. It hurt to make the choice, but he decided to set out on his own to see the world once again. He will return to visit often, but he avoids the neighboring villages.
