Jargon

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Uh-oh, looks like this pretentious orator wandered a little too far from her home lair (grxndsxn, 437722), and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the urge to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her to the home lair instead, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here, or to the rest hub if you don't want another dragon in return.

True to her name, Jargon doesn't make much sense due to her habit of speaking in long-winded discourse studded with copious amounts of obscure words. She contends that they make her sound smart, to use the vernacular, but secretly... she's traveling in the hopes of finding dragons that understand what she's saying.


Jargon's first stop was the Sunbeam Lanternhouse, where, after a lengthy negotiation with Helen, she of iridescent scale and bloodred wing, a quintessence unimpressed with flattery, she found her sister Ashinum among the inn's sojourners.

Jargon waxed rhapsodic in greeting her sister, so euphoric she was to see her, and she avowed to spend every moment with her.

Therefore she was flabbergasted to ascertain that her sister planned to emigrate. Fortunately, Jargon was perfectly amenable to emigration!

Jargon couldn't help herself from being overcome by the big blue orbs that the comely Honeydew Wellwish knew as her eyes. She was a performer of the aquatic arts, as articulate with water as Jargon was with words. It seemed to be a perfect match - no, an indefectible one.

Yet, try as she might, her words never quite caught the attention of the tantalizing tundra. Her laughter and grace seemed most reserved for the specialest of dragons - including one Amber Lawyer. Jargon seethed. The seeds of hatred for lawyers had long been sewn in her sinew. All they did for a living, as far as she was concerned, was spout absolute nonsense in as many languages that they could get their filthy claws on, just in a shallow attempt to seem intelligent to a board of jurors who wanted to be anywhere else. It was preposterous.

It was hard to leave Honeydew behind, but for the sake of her heart, Jargon knew her departure to be inevitable.

(Continue her adventures here!)