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exsiliumlogs2014-01-11 12:15 am
firstgoldson) wrote in exsiliumlogs2014-01-11 12:15 am
There’s nothing you can say, nothing you can do, nothing in between; you know the truth
Date & Time: January 14; probably in the afternoon
Location: A little ways into the Northern Highlands
Characters: Crucible, Aurican, and Kang
Summary: The inevitable revelation of family, loyalty, and what happens when Aurican utterly and completely lose his shit.
Warnings: family drama? also: violence toward yetis
Aurican is used to the sounds of construction by now. Down in the little charming town they now call home, all Transports are working their blessed hearts out to make extra accommodations. Originally, Aurican wasn't one of them, but eventually Kang and Crucible roped him into a project that needs desperate help, for this little ruin of a castle is to be another station for all the non-humans who need refuge from the glares of the natives.
Aurican doesn't mind. He figures he and Crucible can tear down trees in the privacy of the secluded wild for supplies with greater ease in their natural forms than a human can with an ax.
The winter snow starts to ease off, thankfully, and by the time Aurican was in Crucible and Kang's company, it became almost bearable again - indeed, it started to feel like the chilly winters that take hold of the Valley of Paladine back home. It made Aurican almost nostalgic for home. Almost, until a blizzard just came out of nowhere (Aurican suspects the Abyss) and literally pinning the three shape shifted dragons and draconian. It is enough for Aurican to almost lose his charitable mood, despite the cave nearby that saves them from the blasted cold.
When enough firewood was gathered, the gold dragon in human form let loose a stream of fire from his human mouth, warming up the damp cave. "I hope this blizzard won't last as long as the previous one did," Aurican remarks, prodding a stubborn stick into being lighted by fire. "I don't think the natives will enjoy the sight of a dragon crashing into their village in an attempt to escape the cold."
The blizzard screeches in its whisper-howls in response.
Location: A little ways into the Northern Highlands
Characters: Crucible, Aurican, and Kang
Summary: The inevitable revelation of family, loyalty, and what happens when Aurican utterly and completely lose his shit.
Warnings: family drama? also: violence toward yetis
Aurican is used to the sounds of construction by now. Down in the little charming town they now call home, all Transports are working their blessed hearts out to make extra accommodations. Originally, Aurican wasn't one of them, but eventually Kang and Crucible roped him into a project that needs desperate help, for this little ruin of a castle is to be another station for all the non-humans who need refuge from the glares of the natives.
Aurican doesn't mind. He figures he and Crucible can tear down trees in the privacy of the secluded wild for supplies with greater ease in their natural forms than a human can with an ax.
The winter snow starts to ease off, thankfully, and by the time Aurican was in Crucible and Kang's company, it became almost bearable again - indeed, it started to feel like the chilly winters that take hold of the Valley of Paladine back home. It made Aurican almost nostalgic for home. Almost, until a blizzard just came out of nowhere (Aurican suspects the Abyss) and literally pinning the three shape shifted dragons and draconian. It is enough for Aurican to almost lose his charitable mood, despite the cave nearby that saves them from the blasted cold.
When enough firewood was gathered, the gold dragon in human form let loose a stream of fire from his human mouth, warming up the damp cave. "I hope this blizzard won't last as long as the previous one did," Aurican remarks, prodding a stubborn stick into being lighted by fire. "I don't think the natives will enjoy the sight of a dragon crashing into their village in an attempt to escape the cold."
The blizzard screeches in its whisper-howls in response.