...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

[deconsecrate]

[ Oh. Well, this ...certainly complicates matters. Also confuses them deeply, because nowhere in Hawke's base of knowledge can demons have children, what with being Fade spirits and all. Granted, there are other issues, like how demons tend to seek out mages and try to possess them, but he figures he's pretty safe from that, all the way over here. ]

Shouldn't you have a boomier voice, or be demanding virgin sacrifices or something?

[tailforbrains]

Gods, no!

[She sounds a bit like she might be making a face. An annoyed face.]

I'm only part demon, and besides, there's all kinds! Not everyone sounds like they're trying to win a ghost-imitation competition. So unless your virgin is cute and the sacrifice is he's gonna treat me like his lady for a while, no, not interested.

[deconsecrate]

I always thought those'd be the fun parts of the whole ...demony experience.

[ Hawke your incredible sacrilege. Also, he doesn't really think that, he just has Unstoppable Mouth problems. ]

So what do you do, then?

[ Not accusatory, at least not yet, just interested. She's certainly not like any demon - part demon - he's ever met. For one thing she hasn't made any attempt to turn his mind into porridge and take over his body! ]

[tailforbrains]

Nothing! I mean, nothing demon-like. I just have horns and a tail, that's all. And I can tell when there's demon magic or holy magic around, most of the time. Or paladins, definitely paladins. They make my teeth itch.

[deconsecrate]

Must make finding hats difficult. Shame, really, I do love a good chapeau.

[ ...oh my god, Hawke. ]

What are paladins? Some kind of soldier?

[ He is, of course, thinking of Templars. ]

[tailforbrains]

[She giggles a little, and the amusement colors her next comment.]

Yeah, the holy-magic-kind who like to smite whoever they think of as bad guys and like to scold you for stepping even a little bit out of line.

[deconsecrate]

Get smited a lot, do you?

[ ....how did that sound that suggestive, Hawke--right. ]

Or would the past tense be 'smote'?

[tailforbrains]

[She rolls her eyes. Can you hear her rolling her eyes, Hawke?]

Well, smited at. They don't usually actually hit me, you know, or else I probably wouldn't be standing here. Or sitting here. You know what I mean. Paladins don't usually like tieflings. We count as "evil" no matter what we act like.

[deconsecrate]

[ Is that what that sound is! He thought curtains were being unfurled somewhere. (No.) ]

Mm. Must be the whole 'demon' thing.

[ Not all demons. ]

Anyone organized a revolution around your rights yet?

[tailforbrains]

... why would they?

[She sounds honestly puzzled, and a little wary, because what's that even supposed to mean?]

[deconsecrate]

Oh, it's often in fashion for the oppressed.

[ Maker knows he's not proposing to start one for her, but curiosity will out. Although frankly he isn't sure they shouldn't be like, mortally opposed to one another, or whatever. ]

[tailforbrains]

Well, nobody's done it in Neverwinter, anyway. Nobody except tieflings care about tieflings, and even most of us don't really get along. So we just muddle along, I guess.