Rolled 12, 8, 10, 5, 12 = 47 (5d20)
>>5312706>>5312699>>5312695>>5312690>>5312683>>5312677>>5312643>>5312592>>5312573>>5312570>>5312560>>5312538>>5312534You are too tired, and too conflicted, to let <appetite> move you to degeneracy. Still…
“You are right, Glowie. Maybe company will be good for me.”
Glowie’s eyes widen slightly, and she starts to stand.
“Hey, Novice Fleshweaver, do you need torpor? You are welcome to join me.”
The Novice flinches, and then turs around to stare at you in shock.
“Do not take liberties, or make assumptions, ‘Dragonborn’, simply because I GRACIOUSLY deigned to share my quarters with you. It is YOU, not ME, which is perpetually in-season!”
You stifle a laugh at her over-the-top denial. You’ve flustered her—a rare turnabout of her usual teasing.
“That's what I thought... I'll go meditate with the Bastard.”
The Novice returns to her word, body language speaking to great irritation and disruption. Her head is bowed over her work bench, her tail twitching and clawed foot tapping agitatedly.
Glowie stares after you, still half-risen, as she was when you jokingly approved of her (you suspect decidedly unchaste) idea. Her expression and body language are… Difficult for you to read, uncanny despite her reptilian guise, but you think she might be… Sad? What is going on with her?
You turn your attentions to meditation, decompressing from your recent adventure in the mountain-depths. The Bastard joins you, and guide you to the ‘room’ of this warren-like complex of manually-widened natural caverns and crevices which will serve as quarters for the two of you commanding, quasi-draconic males of the Master Race. As you meditate together, you confirm what you had earlier sensed was no fluke: the Bastard’s aura of dragonliness has grown, strengthened in your time apart.
“It has?” he asks, surprised. “I supposes… Maybe it is the leadership role? The commanding of kobolds? It does feel… Right, somehow. Natural.”
Hm. Curious. Dominion and domination of lesser reptiles IS part-and-parcel to dragonhood. Maybe, to grow his confidence and to bolster his dragon-soul, more leadership opportunities are what is required? As a youth less than two decades of age, ‘mentoring’ this older, clanless assassin is an odd prospect, but you suppose that is YOUR role as the most-dominant…
