09-29-2020, 09:00 PM
THE GOLD IS SLEEPING IN THE RIVER
Really the call me Daddy joke?
He could feel his muzzle wrinkling with disgust as he made his way over with his tufted ears flicking back and pressing flat against his cranium, he would've preferred if those jokes had died yet clearly someone equivalent to a boomer such as Jormungand decided to keep it around. This guy is a wholeass joke, the draconic boy thought to himself with a light shake of his cranium as he decided to stand next to Gael glancing over at the stranger. Were they possibly joining? Trygve didn't have much of a clue though he did finally speak "We aren't really ones for meet and greets on the border." His frown still tugging down at his lips with mottled tail lashing behind him. What were they? A joke? Well, it was a lot better than being that one douchebag of a group that enforced slavery, he supposed.
"State your name and business. I didn't quite catch your name seeing as I just arrived here." A nonexistent eyebrow rose slightly as he sat there deciding that he had said plenty, he knew that the typical border questions were stale and bland but, they were there for a purpose. And hopefully, Jor would stay quiet long enough for Ry to catch the stranger's name before going on his way. He had other things to do... Like resting or whatnot, even if he was displeased by it.
He could feel his muzzle wrinkling with disgust as he made his way over with his tufted ears flicking back and pressing flat against his cranium, he would've preferred if those jokes had died yet clearly someone equivalent to a boomer such as Jormungand decided to keep it around. This guy is a wholeass joke, the draconic boy thought to himself with a light shake of his cranium as he decided to stand next to Gael glancing over at the stranger. Were they possibly joining? Trygve didn't have much of a clue though he did finally speak "We aren't really ones for meet and greets on the border." His frown still tugging down at his lips with mottled tail lashing behind him. What were they? A joke? Well, it was a lot better than being that one douchebag of a group that enforced slavery, he supposed.
"State your name and business. I didn't quite catch your name seeing as I just arrived here." A nonexistent eyebrow rose slightly as he sat there deciding that he had said plenty, he knew that the typical border questions were stale and bland but, they were there for a purpose. And hopefully, Jor would stay quiet long enough for Ry to catch the stranger's name before going on his way. He had other things to do... Like resting or whatnot, even if he was displeased by it.
BUT THE FLOWER'S IN MY HAND
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN
— Reggan