Roleplay

@Visionrift @Justdevon @Airbuddy @TheMaskedHunter

Hierophant padded round his 'home' with the most utter care, he was brewing a new concoction to hide his sent from unwelcomed dragons and others who he would considered 'pests'. He consciously drew in his wings in closer to his body so he wouldn't cause any bottles or any of his precious processions to fall off or into the brew. He huffs as he peers over his book to read it's contents, reading aloud in his accented tongue
"Add 2 clumps of Rubycap to the boiling mixture then 500ml of acid from a Marbled Serpenta, put both ingrediants at the same time otherwise the mixture will scramble or burst" He grunted at the last sentence, he was curious in what it would look like if he did mess it up but he wasn't too bothered by the sound of it bursting all over his home. He shook his head at the idea of his home in a mess. " He allowed his tendrils to gather the items from his shelves. Hierophant learnt that his summons where more delicate than he was. He heard them nudge at the viles and empty bottles that scattered nearly every surface and climb the walls of his home. He peered over his shoulder to see them slowly put the ingredients into the cauldron that was bubbling. He gave a satisfied grunt as he watch the cauldron steam.
"All I have to do now is wait for it to go red and-" He shifted on his feet, he let his tail sweep against the floor. He heard pebbles move and fall, he was sure of it. He stayed completely still listening to the earths movements. He growled and glared at his messenger passage, only his personal messenger went through there. He did not like this. He strode toward it and breathed in the passages sent, 'As I thought...' He moved away from the passage and left it. He knew about the two down there, he could smell their fear. Hierophant thought he could let them in for a little bit. He would never admit it but he missed having company, he decided he would start a brew for the newcomers.

@Visionrift @JustDevon @TheMaskedHunter @Airbuddy

The Hierophant stood out the way, hidden by the caves overhanging shadow. He decided to not talk yet, he was curious in what the dragons would do with his array of processions in their view. Including his brewing concoction within the cauldron. He hummed softly as he rose on his haunches, he began to look through his hoard of tubs and boxes on this shelf. He was surprised it hadn't collapsed on him yet. He pushed aside the boxes and reached back, he didn't care that he was making noise. he knew the dragons were no threat to him. He huffed as he pulled a tub of herbs from a shelf, smelling it's contents, he confirmed that was his range tea leaves he had collected over the few months.
He pulled them close to his chest as he hobbled to whistling pot. He squinted as the sunlight hit his head and hummed again as hit his his cool fur and scales, his scales seemed to sparkle in the flight. It caused for his scales to reflect the light onto the cave walls. He lifted the lid and placed a few leaves within the pot. He looked the dragons and gave a weak yet sour smile, he allowed his tail to sweep across the floor in fake annoyance.
"Welcome fledglings" He said suddenly and out of the blue, he hoped he may have scared them with his sudden use of voice. "I hope you like your tea strong." He pulled his gaze from the two for a second to feel the ground and a sigh escaped his mouth. More company.. Wonderful..