<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/AUO88Q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dekado (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147591#msg16147591)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Chapter One start date, 1 April 2050 at 7am ish.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Oriental District<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shashiko, Open/Anyone<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Stranger in a strange land<br/><hr/><br/>"Perhaps I followed it through the swirling mass which pierced space and time, some devious trick cooked up by the lizard to escape. Or, if you dwell here too, something happened to the rest of us. I've not seen any of our subjects or servants on the way here. Only you, and the dragon..." He nods to that. "I remember a number of us being close by, but you are the first I've met of us."<br/><br/>Still not enough information to do much other than guess in the dark. Dekado didn’t like to draw too many early conclusions, it often shaped your thinking about any other information you obtained. He nods to that. “I would like to think there was a purpose to us coming here…maybe even a simple reason like an accident of a lizard’s hasty escape plan. So far for everything I discover I have another five questions.”<br/><br/>"Alas, I was fighting the beast, and we were both here." He gazed at the feline Dragon Slayer. She was always going to stand out in a crowd no matter what clothes she was in. “I’m glad we have found each other. It could have been far worse—we could have been scattered to different realms.”<br/><br/>He watched as she lifted her coat to bare her thigh to him. "It caught me, once. It was swift, but not enough to make a difference." Merriment danced behind Dekado’s eyes. “You are a blur when you choose to be.” He had only sworn his oath to the King a month ago and hadn’t gotten around to sparring with all of the Dragon Slayers. It occurred to him that they be spending weeks or months here looking for a solution on how to return home. He was definitely going to ask Shashiko to test his blade against hers.<br/><br/>“May I?” he asks before kneeling down and getting a good look at her wound. Some dragons are poisonous or infectious. They all regenerated but being alone in a strange land he didn’t want her to suffer or be weakened until they got their bearings and maybe found a base of operations to work out of. "So very far from home. Nothing here feels the same, save for the nature of humankind. No stars dwell below, so the people made their own to hold in hand, and dot their dwellings. I do so hope the Lords of this Land do not interfere with us."<br/><br/>“It is a vastly different place, different smells and sounds. I feel very little magic here…other than perhaps the technomancers. At least we don't have to learn a new language to speak to the people here.” he considered her thoughts about the humans. “Yes, I agree with you. Humans are still the same…as to that, I’ve only seen humans so far.” he says pulling out the water skin he filled up at the fountain and irrigating her wound. He used his cape to gently rub the blood away from her thigh and used his aura sight to see if it was anything more than a talon wound.<br/><br/>Satisfied she wasn’t poisoned, his hand glowed with sunlight, and he ran his two fingers along her wound, closing it up. Standing, he looked her in the eye. “Better?” he asked. His healing affected people differently. Everyone felt the warmth seep into their body, some felt a slight tickling as they mended, others became ravenous with hunger or thirst.<br/><br/>“I’ve had some time to ponder. I don’t believe any of us has the power to open up portals or gateways home. We may be here for a while discovering how to do so.”