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[roan ;]

On some level, Paola's amazement is... understandable, to say the least. However, in his relatively brief life, Roan had seen more than a few damned and unusual things, so Ament's presence, it was really just another tally on the list. Besides, it was hard to be impressed with such a beast when he had seen Ament at his worst, laying in blood and guts while his wounds festered in a way that made Roan wince. The sage had been the one to treat the prehistoric creature, and it was hard not to think about how, if he had so chosen, he could've left Ament for dead. He'd never do such a thing, obviously – hoped he would never have the capacity for such an awful action – but it certainly lingered at the back of his mind as Paola called the male magnificent. At least he's not alone in his somewhat disinterested attitude, considering Georgia's mood towards the reptile's antics. He could only assume that this newcomer would end up the same way, eventually. Either that, or given her enthusiasm, she'd throw herself wholeheartedly into the raptor lifestyle alongside him. Roan had to bite the inside of his cheek at the thought, resisting the urge to snort as he pictured Paola imitating Ament's odd shrieks and chirrups.

As the draconic feline saw fit to sit and let his tail rest gently atop his paws, his ears perked up in time to hear Paola introduce herself, her name oddly pleasing. Names like Goldenluxury's were becoming few and far between these days, but Paola was nice and short enough that it reminded him of his own. It was a small connection that made him give the briefest of smiles, but it was more than a lot of joiners got from him as of late. It didn't surprise him that she wanted to join, considering that was the case with most that appeared at their border, smelling of nothing but themselves. If she had smelled of Tanglewood, or Elysium, or any other group, he might've thought her perhaps a trader, or an ally come with news. Instead he just found himself nodding when she announced her intent to join, a soft hum of approval leaving his throat. Her introduction was... awkward, to be sure, but she seemed to have a good heart. And he was also fairly sure that she'd have some way to keep her promise of being able to do... stuff. He silently thanked the stars that he had never had to join The Typhoon and had instead been born into it, mainly because he wasn't sure he ever would've been able to get over the hump of pitching himself, to others.

Thoroughly satisfied with the fact that Lucifer had welcomed her in, Roan dipped his head down in greeting, a soft sigh leaving him. His voice was still hoarse as he spoke again, but he tried his damnedest to inject at least a little more enthusiasm into it, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Paola. Like Lucifer said, you're fully welcome to stay and help out in any way you'd like. We have plenty of divisions available for... stuff." He cracked a small, if tired, smile, trying to reassure her that her introduction had been fine, before he continued, "My name is Roan, and I'm the sage around here. So, if you have any medical issues that need attending, feel free to come see me at the temple." He flicked his lengthy tail off in the direction of the temple, even if that wasn't wholly accurate. He didn't actually live within the temple yet, but he was there more often than not, and his treehouse home was, at the very least, fairly close nearby.

[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]