Open Broadcast (Walkabout)

[comebewe]

[The message is slightly strained, as the paralysing spell the dragon put on Matthew hasn't quite worn off completely yet]

Get us out!

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[canbebrave]

Thankfully, Sansa's manners can keep the conversation flowing enough for the three of them. She just nods politely, trying her best to hold her head high -- not too high, because her height is not helping with the entire not getting cobwebs in her hair thing -- but high enough.

"It shouldn't be too much further, and we can get you somewhere safe. ... And a warm bath, perhaps." She crinkles her nose slightly- but it's the only sign of disturbance that she'll show, though internally she might be a little annoyed by the situation. "It shall be fine. We know it wasn't his fault, the entire... puppy inhaling business." At this, Lady sneezes- but if it's the dust, or something else, is unknown.

[comebewe]

"I...what?!" he said, eyes going as wide as saucers as he stopped to stare at the two of them. It said something that as eager as he was to get the hell away from here, that was enough to make them literally pause. "The dragon was kidnapped me, trapped us in a tomb for a week, and then stole our face? And then decided to...inhale some puppies? How the fucking hell do you inhale puppies! Why would you bloody well want to?!"

He took a deep breath, but it didn't help with the rage, with the fury that someone had dared to to this to them, to pretend to be them while all the while they had been trapped and wondering if they would ever be free again. He clenched his fists, and the inhuman blue in their eyes flashed with anger.

Just as quickly as he'd stopped, he was off again, striding even faster in his haste to get out. "We are going to destroy it," they hissed. "We are going to find it and then we are going to make it regret meeting us."

[leftbehindagain]

"They weren't real puppies, just magical constructs. And dragons apparently eat magic. So why it would want to is probably 'it was hungry, and it could.' We're lucky this thing doesn't seem to be terribly subtle, or we'd have no chance to finding it at all."

Which still leaves the question of what it even wants, but that's for another time.