Ambrus
Explorer
OOC: Glad to have you back. Just so you know however, my dragon had no need to hunt before nightfall since it had just eaten before flying out to the ruins. Might I also ask that you make more frequent mention of the passage of time? As is I keep getting caught off guard by how quickly time seems to pass. By my reckoning, my dragon started digging through the sacks of grain only in the mid to late afternoon.
Before the reptilian creature can get too close, the dragon snakes its barbed tail high into the air, flushes its scales to a menacing red, opens its fanged maw to hiss threateningly. The posturing wyrm offers the creature a mental warning in common: ((Stay back! I have a poisonous sting! What are you?))
Before the reptilian creature can get too close, the dragon snakes its barbed tail high into the air, flushes its scales to a menacing red, opens its fanged maw to hiss threateningly. The posturing wyrm offers the creature a mental warning in common: ((Stay back! I have a poisonous sting! What are you?))