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[personal profile] cultivations 2015-08-03 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dorian waves a hand. ]

Perhaps our dragons are merely your dragons' oft-ignored inbred cousins. It would logically follow, given their inexplicable acts of rage, should someone so much as place a toe in their territory.
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[personal profile] ironized 2015-08-03 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He gives an amused snort. ] You paint one hell of a picture.

But I ain’t here for dragons anyway. I’m here ‘cause you guys got holes in the sky.
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[personal profile] cultivations 2015-08-04 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He offers a noncommittal hum. ]

That we do. And in overabundance.

[ During this time, Dorian has led him through the main hall (to further curious glances and whispers from soldiers and nobles alike), up a set of stone steps, to a corridor lined with doors. Evidently the private quarters. ]

I believe the furthest room is unoccupied.