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Re: Sky Burner [OOC]
Yes, that man was a Burner alright. A pyrokinetic at that, something quite dangerous. Fire was hard to control, after all. Dvorak found himself chuckling with amusement as the boy was suddenly reminded of his dragon and decided to speed off. However, the small clearing had become quite cramped at Dvorak's arrival and the boybhad found himself trying to get pass them, but constantly tripping himself up and once, even slammed into Dvorak's body, which he hardly felt. Dvorak's laughter began to die out as his face returned to its usual serious look. He crossed his arms over one another before he spoke once again.
"No matter. Daemona Currere can speak whatever them dragons speak quite accurately. I'm sure he can call your dragon over." Dvorak said in his confident, no-nonsense tone.
Without warning, however, the dragon which was Dvorak's steed raised his head into the air and let a splitting roar burst out if it's great maw, as if he was ready to tear the skies asunder - A message to the boy's dragon, wherever it was: Your rider is safe.
Yes, that man was a Burner alright. A pyrokinetic at that, something quite dangerous. Fire was hard to control, after all. Dvorak found himself chuckling with amusement as the boy was suddenly reminded of his dragon and decided to speed off. However, the small clearing had become quite cramped at Dvorak's arrival and the boybhad found himself trying to get pass them, but constantly tripping himself up and once, even slammed into Dvorak's body, which he hardly felt. Dvorak's laughter began to die out as his face returned to its usual serious look. He crossed his arms over one another before he spoke once again.
"No matter. Daemona Currere can speak whatever them dragons speak quite accurately. I'm sure he can call your dragon over." Dvorak said in his confident, no-nonsense tone.
Without warning, however, the dragon which was Dvorak's steed raised his head into the air and let a splitting roar burst out if it's great maw, as if he was ready to tear the skies asunder - A message to the boy's dragon, wherever it was: Your rider is safe.