"Yeah, sounds about fuckin' right," Tal grumbled, leaning on Boreal's broad shoulders to keep weight off the ankle - twisted, sprained, or otherwise out of commission. He watched her approach with a little wariness, but he didn't yet feel threatened by the pretty redhead.
Most people weren't too eager to try anything with a hound-sized dragon around, either, lending Tal a potentially false sense of security.
Her suggestion evoked a wrinkled brow above his goggles - followed by a cough as some ash made it through his scarf. "The... waterfall?" He scrabbled a waterskin from his belt and took a swig to soothe his throat, then reluctantly offered it towards the stranger. "Saw it on the map, but haven't been there m'self. Uh. Tal," he finished, jerking his thumb at his own chest in an introduction of pure poetry.
At his side, Boreal rolled her eyes and heaved a mighty snort.
Most people weren't too eager to try anything with a hound-sized dragon around, either, lending Tal a potentially false sense of security.
Her suggestion evoked a wrinkled brow above his goggles - followed by a cough as some ash made it through his scarf. "The... waterfall?" He scrabbled a waterskin from his belt and took a swig to soothe his throat, then reluctantly offered it towards the stranger. "Saw it on the map, but haven't been there m'self. Uh. Tal," he finished, jerking his thumb at his own chest in an introduction of pure poetry.
At his side, Boreal rolled her eyes and heaved a mighty snort.
