...who let him even use the network, honestly

[deconsecrate]

[ Travelers, remember when you were recently informed about a terrifyingly organized group of dragons? And how this information was imparted in a manner grave, suitably solemn and noble and stuff?

...this probably won't be anything like that, just as a precaution. ]

Not to interrupt anyone's plans for the evening, but--

[ Hawke does not have any of them fancy image-sharing skills, so you're all just going to have to take his word on this. ]

I probably should let someone know there's herd of dragons on the move here, making a terrible mess of the tournament-grounds between Rivergard & Westgard. Bit bigger than the last ones, although not as many! Thank the Maker for small favors.

Does anyone know what you call a venery of dragons, by the way? I've always wondered*.

*[ no he hasn't ]

Comments

[protect_and_serve]

Get word to the barons and their forces. Even to the bandits. Whatever the Trumps want from us, we cannot let those dragons nest, or it will be the end of this kingdom.

[deconsecrate]

Is that what they're doing. Explains a lot.

[protect_and_serve]

It might be. It's a chance we can't take.

[deconsecrate]

There's an extremely cranky baron I can talk to. [ He means Snow, and 'extremely cranky' is totally uncharitable. This is how you can tell Hawke has decided he likes him. ]

Other than that I'm not sure how seriously they're likely to take a stranger raving about dragons, but I suppose I'm not out to win any popularity contests anyway.