⚜01 [Video]

[downstairslife]

Er...

[There's a bit of fussing with the scrolls before it actually goes to show who's actually using it...and when it does, what everyone sees is a sleek emerald dragon in a thick wool cloak and tricorn hat.

A very nice tricorn hat.]

I ah, think I've got it. There's no shortage of questions that I have concerning where I am and why I'm suddenly a mount worthy of Her Majesty's Thirteenth, but honestly? I'm sure any answer I get will only raise further questions.

[There's a very pained, puzzled sigh from her before she tips her hat to a presumed audience, in some flustered, vague attempt at courtesy.]

I only want to know whether anyone has seen any walkers about--or Risen, whatever you want to call them. The laws of my world have...likely been abandoned, for now, but I need to be sure.

And gods, if they are here, don't come close to one if you see it! [There's a hint of panic in her voice now, but she's still fairly controlled.] Use guns, or pitchforks, or fire if you must, but know that their embrace means death if you're daft enough to let one touch you.

[Okay, okay. Calm down, Kaj...]

I'll be looking for a place a twenty-foot wyvern could possibly stay in this village, if any of you happen to be about. I should like to find one by the morrow, but this is far from the worst that's happened to me.

Comments

[ensembledarkhorse]

They are what are equivalent, assumedly, to whatever species you were before you arrived here. Human, most likely. The influx of fully-grown adult dragons who do more than sleep within their caves eleven months out of the year is a bit of a... recent development, so lodging is a bit hard to come by.

[downstairslife]

...I'm still disappointed in this universe's tired humor, but it's great to know that I'm an outlier.

[That elicits a bit of a chuckle.]

Although I still fancy myself better off as a pony.