Eric
I won't bother with a thread because channel hasn't been used in forever, haha
Robert
Manticore was slowly walking through Possibility's marketplace, his ears twitching and listening for any sign of danger or passerby around him. He had gotten good at avoiding crowds of people, as they'd usually make way upon seeing he was blind or he could just sidestep any busy dragons without much issue. The heavily scarred Sandwing plodded through the market, past numerous stalls, before finally settling himself down in a relatively busy area, but slightly off to the side... 

Being severely lacking in knowledge due to his... Not so much of an upbringing, more like living nightmare of a life, Manticore didn't exactly know how to do much. He kept his mouth shut most of the time as he was generally very socially awkward, resorting to begging... He couldn't... And wouldn't... Want to steal, and the only other skill he had was expertise in combat, but Manti didn't think there'd be a way he could make money with that.

So Manticore made do with what he could, sticking around in Possibility since it was the best location for someone like him to stay in, and he'd lived countless days repeating his daily schedule of sleeping, waking up, managing to get just enough money to get by through the day with a little left over sometimes. Many dragons had often pitied him, but never really bothered to do anything, and Manticore wished he could change, but... That wasn't possible with his current condition.
Nidia
Nile, the dragon of the far seas, the dragon whos village lay far from society, yet remained connected with the history, had finally graced foot in one of the driest of lands. Her scales graced the conflicting desert winds, which she hadn't had much time to familiarize with in the slightest. The dreamvisitor she had possessed had been hidden under a small sand-scarf as to not draw attention to the ancient relic, "Who would've guessed id need to come to the market of possibility in order to gather.. Maps. Of all things.." She would tell herself, sarcastically mocking the laziness and inconvenience of her village chief's choices. 

Nile didnt know where to start, having only ever been to the sandwing towns on a singular round trip many, many moons cycles previous. The streets were definitely well kept up compared to the last time she came here. Eventually she would be stopped by a few salesman offering some sort of guide to the city or something else that was unnecessarily expensive and just as useless. Nile kept track of how much time she had been there for, trying to make it quick but also feeling a sense of relief being away from the boringness from the lecture the chief would give her about straying off the tasks given.
Robert
Manticore continued throughout the day, morning slowly turning to noon... He'd managed to get himself a bite to eat for breakfast, and was now plodding through the crowd on the way to get himself lunch, mostly just following the crowd (and his nose) to figure out where the best place to get food would be.

He had to conserve as much coin as possible, so the Sandwing had learnt to tell what foods might be cheapest by their smell, a clever little trick... He had no idea he would inadvertently be on a collision course with a Seawing. The other noticeable feature besides his cloudy dark-gray eyes, the biggest indicator that he was blind, was the fact that Manti carried a strong, sturdy quarterstaff with him, mostly using it as a walking stick, but it could easily be a weapon...

He kept walking, tail coiled up to avoid stabbing others, walking down the street...
Nidia
Nile would continue her search, actively eyeing down each market-stand to see which had maps, if any, and then confirming if they were the proper and most updated. However, she would mistakenly bump into a dragon in front of her, making herself trip over her own massive tail and onto the floor. She would dust off her body before getting back up, making sure her dreamvisitor was still on her person. "Crap.. Im so sorry! I totally wasnt paying attention!" She would say admittedly as she would keep note of him for later.
Robert
Manticore stumbled back and nearly whipped his quarterstaff up at the dragon in front of him... He was halfway there when he heard the apology and remembered he was in the middle of a busy marketplace. Slowly lowering the staff, returning it to it's use as a walking stick, Manticore took a few deep breaths, shaking his head slightly before trying to look towards Nile, mostly failing as his gaze and snout seemed to point a little bit to the left of Nile. "I-It's fine-" The Sandwing replied a bit awkwardly, voice nervous, "Y-You okay...?"
Nidia
She would nod before she noticed that he didnt exactly seem as though he had sight. "Yeah dont worry about me! Ive fallen on my face plenty of times before haha.." She would say jokingly. She hadnt really known how to speak when it came to her making an actual mistake considering in her eyes she made so very few. "I dont mean to sound rude but uhm.. Are you blind?" She would ask genuinely, as she mightve been given a possible idea in reference to the dreamvisitor she had possessed.

*I dont really know how blindness works in correlation to dreams.. But maybe it works differently?* She would think to herself.
Robert
Manticore nodded slightly to the first statement, then again to the question. "I-I am..." The Sandwing replied simply, ears twitching with a slight stammering to his voice, "I-I've gotten u-u-used to it th-though..." A hint of anxiety began to creep into his voice with a tiny bit of uncertainty, as if he usually didn't talk this long to others, and was nervous he might mess up somehow. His tail was tightly coiled up and out of the way, the scars across his body standing out visibly in the bright sunlight on his pale, light yellow scales.
Nidia
She would think for a moment about his words. "Well thats definitely interesting.. I will say you are the first dragon ive met thats blind. Oh! Im Nile by the way, whats your name?" She would try to speak gently towards him, noticing his anxiousness.
Eric
"M-My nam'es Manticore... O-Or just Manti... (If Nile gets to be good friends with him, he'll allow Tico too. : >)" The Sandwing replied slowly, "A-And... I-I-I'm really the first b-blind dragon you've m-met...?" He sounded somewhat surprised, head tilting to one side. As Nile spoke, his gaze also finally swiveled over and locked onto her, more or less.
Nidia
"Yeah! Theres a bit more story to probably why but thats not very important to me. Its great to meet you though!" She would giggle with her words, enjoying the conversation much more than the searching for maps. "Sooo if you dont mind asking, what brings you to the market today? In all honesty im here for some stupid maps.." 

She would probably mention later on about how far she had even come from, or the fact that it was very far at all, but that was all dependent on the way their conversation went.
Robert
Manticore pulled his head back, looking quite startled by the reply. It seems nobody had ever approached him quite like this... Dragons often had sympathy for the Sandwing, but... Not one dragon had ever noted that there was probably more to him than met the eye in terms of his past, but chose not to question him... Much less said that it was *Great* To meet him. "I-I... You think so...? G-Great-?" 

His stutter was even worse, blind eyes still wide. "A-And... I'm here because... W-Well... I know P-Possibility well... I c-can't exactly travel, and I-I-I don't know h-how to really d-do anything..." The Sandwing explained slowly, still sounding relatively nervous, "I-I um... I just h-have to beg f-for coins..." He glanced off to the side a bit.

Manticore didn't exactly like having to beg, despite the fact he knew he could do literally nothing else with no life experience and awful socialization skills...
Nidia
Nile would think for a moment before speaking, "Well.. I could help you.. If you would like!" She told him. "Im sure that I could even help find you a way to make money.. It just takes a bit of time and the write ideas." She would tell him with a hopeful smile.
Robert
Manticore seemed absolutely dumbfounded, as if the mere idea of being 'helped' was some sort of term from a whole other world that he'd never heard of before, jaw hanging open slightly with shock. "I-I... Wh-Wha-" He stuttered, "Really...? Y-You'd... *Help* Me...?" The Sandwing replied slowly, "I-I... I just... Nevermind- I-I'd love the h-help-" Manti fumbled with his words for a good few seconds before just giving up. He'd probably need some time to sit down and calm himself a bit soon enough. Again, while dragons had helped the Sandwing before, it was just by giving him some coins, or chatting with him very briefly, with the one or two dragons who came back every so often to talk more... And nobody had approached him like this 'Nile' dragon was. Having a bit of a mental overload, Manticore shook his head slightly, trying to get his thoughts in order, leaning on his quarterstaff.
Nidia
She would giggle for a second, "Of course! You seem like you've gone through more than enough.. And it is of my own interest and opinions that you.. Deserve something better than this. Back at my village we are taught to provide for those less fortunate and those who are suffering more than oneself.. But its not just that, its.. Something about you speaks to me that youre a very kind dragon!" She would tell him with a soft expression overtaking her. She would reach out a hand for a second before taking it back, not wanting to suddenly startle him. 

"If you want you can stay at my camp while im here, I still have to pick up some maps, but the camp has a bit of shelter, its not too far from here either!"
Robert
Manticore looked about ready to cry from joy and a mix of other various emotions, but then he seemed to steel himself and hold it back. "W-Well... Thank you..." He murmured, not really knowing what else to say, and being unable to see the talon in front of him, nor being able to see Nile pull her talon back either. "I-I wouldn't mind that... Wh-Where's your camp-? I-Is it in P-P-Possibility...?" Manticore asked slowly.
Nidia
"Of course, Manticore." She would smile as she looked around for the direction she came from, saying in response "I believe its on the outskirts of possibility, sooo yes!" She told him. A large smile would stretch across her face as she saw the happiness she was able to provide, "If you want I could take you there now, since ill probably be out awhile looking for the maps and wouldn't want to burden you with the sheer amount of moving I do". She would clutch her dreamvisitor again, feeling its cut edges as she spoke.
Robert
"Y-yes please... I know P-Possibility well, but n-n-not the outskirts..." He stammered in reply, claws gripping the ground as if he wanted to do... Something. Give a hug? Collapse to the ground? Both? Manticore had so many mixed emotions running around in his head, still trying to comprehend what exactly was happening. "Th-Th-Thank you..." He murmured softly in reply, trying to just... Focus on one thing at a time. Get to Nile's camp, then he could sit down and think...
Nidia
"Here grab my talon ill lead you there.." She would say, placing her talon on his and lightly grabbing it. She would begin to walk towards the outermost edge of possibility, which was mostly empty other than the occasional rock or desert plant. Eventually her camp was in sight, it had a few larger tents and a small ceramic/concrete hut, which mostly served as storage. There were only 2 other dragons staying there but they werent present at the time. She would lead him to her tent area, which was laid out with a mixture of large palm leaves from home, fine sand, and a bit of moss. "You can stay here as long as you like, we get visitors here often, mostly from my home but occasionally from friends.." She would tell him as she stopped her movement.
Robert
Manticore almost yanked away his talon upon feeling the smooth contact of Nile's talon, but he managed to stop himself from fully pulling away, instead gripping the offered talon tightly and slowly following along, quietly mapping out the route in his head as they made their way to the camp. Hw felt an oddly comfortable surface beneath his claws, and slowly laid down as Nile got him settled in the camp... He coukd feel some sort of leaf, a soft, almost carpet-like thing, and some soft sand... "Th-This is really c-comfortable-" He stammered softly before hearing Nile speak once more. "O-Other people...? Th-They won't try t-to huet me, r-right...?" He stammered, glancing in the Seawing's general direction.