Peyote

Peyote is a gentle, fatherly dragon. He gives advice and encouragement without further thought. He lives in a comfy home where he tends to kelp beds. He is close with Sinew, who was rambunctious growing up. He is thoroughly entertained by her and acted as a secondary father figure for her.


Peyote looked down the barnacle covered stone roads in Shell Square. Eyeing the alleys and dim lit areas. His mellow presence fooled the worry behind his eyes. He paced slowly in front of his doorway, the hedges bordering the doorway were lit with yellow, warm light. Peyote closed his eyes and picnhed hthe bridge of his nose in frustration. He sighed, "Oh dear... it's been a few days too long for my dear to be gone."

He paused, glancing at the doorway, before heading to his neat bed. As he lay in bed in for the night, heavy clambering could be heard from the kitchenette. He startled at the sudden sound and straightened up with excitement. He bolted to the entry of his room and peeked out of the coner, somewhat of hesitation and anxiety. He saw the same hallway from his doorway to the door outside. Not an item touched since he last laid eyes on it earlier. Moments pass, and he begins to take step out of his room when a blur slams deep unto his chest. Peyote let out a wretched wheeze and cushioned his fall with his arm. As he begun to catch himself, a huge weight pressed him forcefully down. He flinched hitting the floor, his eyes squeezed shut. "Aye! AYE! Be careful! AYE, AYE!" Peyote shouted, slamming instinctively. His fists slammed onto a dense body, and Peyote was overcome with the recognition of his assaulter. As soon as his fists touched the figure, they melted into a hug. Peyote felt tears come to his eyes and he embraced his dear. The dragon popped her head up with a toothy grin and rolled off Peyote, "Oh, Peyote! The adventures are wonderful! Do you have tea brewed up? I can't wait to spill!", the dragon gloriously shouted, moving bouncily down the hallway. Peyote sat up, smiled.

"Dear Sinew, how I've been worried for you! You must've go off without contact for so long.... Your job is dangerous!" Peyote said as he followed her, feeling his concern trump his happiness to see her.

Sinew glanced back with a side eye and huffed, returning to her trot to get something to snack on, "Are you even glad to see me?"

"Of course! That's why I express my worries. You always were getting into trouble as a pup, I can't imagine now!" exclaimed Peyote. They reached the kitchen and peyote got to work, making a nice tea.

"You always were the cushion to fall back on. I love you for it! My mom wasn't terribly protective nor soft. You were always there for me when I needed you. I hope I bring good to you!" Sinew spewed.

Peyote grinned, "You mean more to me than I will ever be worthy of! You gave me resposibiity and purpose. I've always loved you as if you were my direct borne daughter. You gave my very life a redefined purpose and willingness to love. So for the love of the Tidelord, contact me once in a bluemoon!" Peyote laughed. Sinew smiled and gave him a hug, promising to never leave him wondering.