KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
The chatter was annoying, but it served its purpose. Gradually, the young man relaxed. At least, in so much as he let go of his dagger and straightened up slightly. There was still no end of wariness as he turned dark eyes on the creature - the other Attuned? - and he didn't thaw much, even with the reassurances.
"I see. You are... a friend of the Grand Healer, aren't you? He told me of someone who could shift into a dragon." It certainly didn't do this person any favors, as he wasn't on the best of terms with Loren at the moment, but at least Korbin wasn't faced with an actual dragon.
Part of him was disappointed. That would have been an interesting way to die. Worthy of song.
"No, I'm heading home to the Citadel. Last trip before the storms set in." His gaze never left the creature, roaming over wings and scales. Judging, measuring... almost a bit hungry. He'd never had a chance of seeing a dragon up close before. Last time had been too chaotic. Not a moment he wanted to think too long on.
"I see. You are... a friend of the Grand Healer, aren't you? He told me of someone who could shift into a dragon." It certainly didn't do this person any favors, as he wasn't on the best of terms with Loren at the moment, but at least Korbin wasn't faced with an actual dragon.
Part of him was disappointed. That would have been an interesting way to die. Worthy of song.
"No, I'm heading home to the Citadel. Last trip before the storms set in." His gaze never left the creature, roaming over wings and scales. Judging, measuring... almost a bit hungry. He'd never had a chance of seeing a dragon up close before. Last time had been too chaotic. Not a moment he wanted to think too long on.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
