Roleplay

"I'm surprised that there hasn't been many inventive Lightning dragons who have attempted to harness the power of the volcano," Satski noted. "I would have imagined they would have swarmed this place for its immense energy long ago." The Mirror found a small window, grateful to have the cooler air to stand by. She hummed a little, relaxing her wings as she stretched out into the open space.

With the sound of her hum, Ambica jolted a step backwards, suddenly remembering the events of that morning. His eyes went wide for a few moments, but he coughed rapidly to give himself a moment to recover. That was weird... I have to find Unis and see if he's alright. The Pearlcatcher looked around at the party, trying to decide if it was wise to tell them what was amiss. If they could get Unis home before he did anything, the other Clans wouldn't even have to know something went wrong. But was it his place to inform them of a... a threat? A budding romance? A cult? A guild? I should find out more before I tell anyone.



"Yes, lovely, you're so close, just let the sea take you in and wash away everything else..." Unis could feel the sense of urgency growing--he needed his army--but he didn't want to risk rushing this. He could tell he was almost there.

Satski finally took notice of Ambica, tilting her head to try and glean his body posture. She could faintly see his face through the scarf, noticing his eyes were narrowed in a thoughtful or pained expression. Regulus looked around for a source of ash and she leaned in, voice low. "You alright?"

"Oh yes, fine," he said, raising his voice. "I'm not a terribly experienced flier and the trip quite tired me. I hope you don't mind, but I believe I'll retire back to our rooms so I may be well rested for the journey back. Thank you for showing me the forges, they were quite informative." He bowed his head and then scuttled off towards their rooms, hoping Unis would be there.

Satski considered it for a moment and then let it pass; Ambica's armor was heavy for him, it was rare he had to fly with it on. It made sense he would be fatigued. "No questions here."




"Perfect." Unis described to her his vision for peace and prosperity, achievable through the joint mind. If Unis channeled their pain and their hate for them, no other dragon would ever have to feel it again. He would carry the burden for them, he would make all dragons come to find peace. "When we visit our next brother or sister, I need the two of you to help me," he said to mother and daughter. "The ring will hum, and then you must lay your hands on our brother or sister. That will make them easier to persuade."

"He is competent, and I believe in his ability to self-diagnose properly," Satski assured both Regulus and Shale. "He'll be fine once he has slept." Interested by the question Corenth posed, she tuned into Regulus' answer.


Meanwhile, Ambica scurried into his room, dumping his armor unceremoniously on the bed when he saw their rooms were empty. Oh dear, oh dear... Maybe I should have told Satski I thought something was wrong. Much lighter and quieter now, the Pearlcatcher started to search for his Clanmate, worry gnawing at his heart.


"Wonderful. My queen, who shall we visit next?" Unis stepped back, checking over his shoulder to make sure the halls were still quiet.

"Let us go somewhere cooler," Satski suggested, for her own sake and Corenth's. "The library, or perhaps where your wares are displayed?" She felt a little nugget of unease as she realized she was the only Aqurian present. She was competent, yes, but to misspeak now held a much greater consequence. She folded her wings tighter in a self-conscious gesture.



"Then we make haste," Unis said, opening the door and slipping into the hall. "Show me to her."

Around the corner, Ambica skidded to a stop, hearing Unis up ahead. He froze into place, ears straining to pick up any minute detail he could.