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exsiliumlogs2014-12-31 07:03 am
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Date & Time: 20th of December through to 8th of January
Location: In the wilds and amongst the villages.
Characters: Celena and you!
Summary: Celena stretches her wings and mingles with the locals.
Warnings: None
A. Despite her work with Rinth's housing project and her own projects Celena made sure to take the time to spread her wings properly, heading out away from the major settlements to take flight. Even despite the chill air the opportunity to take flight in the open air was one she savored immensely. Often flying quite low over treetops and around hills, practicing her agility where at other times she landed and just strolled through the snow taking the moments of solitude to gather her thoughts.
B. At times throughout the month, supplies were often needed, thus often she would don a human guise based on her elven form to walk amongst the people, doing her best to blend in and not arouse suspicion as she gathered and bartered for what supplies she needed whether a small item she may need for her for her projects or the restoration of the building. Along with any small item that may have been of interest to her. Observing the populous and fellow transports alike when she did so.
Location: In the wilds and amongst the villages.
Characters: Celena and you!
Summary: Celena stretches her wings and mingles with the locals.
Warnings: None
A. Despite her work with Rinth's housing project and her own projects Celena made sure to take the time to spread her wings properly, heading out away from the major settlements to take flight. Even despite the chill air the opportunity to take flight in the open air was one she savored immensely. Often flying quite low over treetops and around hills, practicing her agility where at other times she landed and just strolled through the snow taking the moments of solitude to gather her thoughts.
B. At times throughout the month, supplies were often needed, thus often she would don a human guise based on her elven form to walk amongst the people, doing her best to blend in and not arouse suspicion as she gathered and bartered for what supplies she needed whether a small item she may need for her for her projects or the restoration of the building. Along with any small item that may have been of interest to her. Observing the populous and fellow transports alike when she did so.

A
He is looking for a lair.
Gold dragons can live just about everywhere; they are not like brass dragons who need a desert to call home, or black dragons a swamp. The most difficult part of lair hunting is the cold weather: as dragons of fire, frost and cold are the antithesis of firey dragons. Still, he trudges on, trying to search for moutains similar to the Valley of Paladine, but he is starting to find it a lost cause.
So instead, he looks for the smaller valleys, and that is how he comes across Celena flying in lower altitude than he.
Aurican keeps a respectable distance as he dips down in a lazy spiral until he comes into her range of vision.
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Adjusting her course with an graceful sweep of her tail, tipping a wing in greetings to the far larger dragon. Her sharp gaze taking in every detail about the dragon before her, analyzing every aspect of this seeming new arrival. While she was certain she had not come across one such as he she was certain that she had met another of his species...the wyrmling known as Aurican. A relative or another member of his species perhaps? All possibilities running through her mind.
"Hail and greetings, a fine day to stretch ones wings would you not say?" She would call out cheerfully, utilizing a small measure of her energies to amplify her voice when she drew closer.
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Aurican dived closer so he wouldn't resort to shouting himself.
"As fine as it can be on a winter day of snow and ice." He won't mention how miserly he felt with the cold; it wouldn't do for a dragon to show another dragon weakness.
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A snort given as she glanced to the snow below before shaking her head, "Indeed, there could be far more pleasant weather than than what we have returned to," she comments with a wry look. Her own markings aglow slightly from the use of her energies to help warm her own form.
"What brings you into this region of sky this chilly day? Stretching ones wings or a more set purpose?"
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