Name: Vercingetorix<br/>Current form : Human<br/>Players Nearby : Safiya<br/>Location: Southern face of the dragons’ mountain<br/><br/>His eyes had closed, his thoughts slowly turning inward as he began to weigh the pros and cons of taking that leap, spreading his wings and racing towards whatever it was that seemed to be perpetually calling to him. Having defeated most of the creatures around the base of their mountain in the need for food, he didn’t really believe that there was much out there he would not be able to handle. Still his mother had been quite ominous about some creatures that seemed to possess greater intelligence than the beasts of this world.<br/><br/>The sound of wind under wing came to him again and his hearing told him that it was drawing closer. At first he was going to ignore it, figuring it was just someone passing by as they wandered about and not someone actively seeking him. It wasn’t like that was the norm. They played their games and he went climbing to escape the crowded interior of the nests.<br/><br/>The sound came again, moving left to right and then once more, right to left and he knew then that whoever it was either was searching or had already spotted him. A smile crossed his face as he opened his eyes, his perch perfect that it would be difficult, perhaps even impossible to land near him without potentially pulling down the entire rock face in the attempt. That was something that he had discovered first hand a few years back, having been tempted to reach the spot in his draconian form.<br/><br/>Looking for the source of the sound, he spotted an Opalline dragon as it circled back and forth, drifting this way and that. Only his eyes moved as he followed its circular path, noting that it seemed to be gazing directly at him as if it were still trying to figure out the best way to land near him. He considered reaching out to it with his mind but that decision was rendered needless when the voice came to him. Instantly he knew who was talking to him, the beauty of their innate ability allowing him to hear tone, inflection, melody and accent as clearly as if he had used his ears. He considered the revelation of someone from the nests actually searching for him, his eyes never ceasing in watching her flitting about. Smirking, he replied back to her.<em>Indeed it is. I come here to escape the press of the caverns. What brings you to me Safiya?</em><br/>