A - Fur and Feathers [On such another bright and cool day as this in Nuren, what better way is there to spend it other than outside in the city? Apparently Rin doesn’t think so, because despite wanting to stick by his side like glue all day and night, the dragon would rather nap inside the pack he wears that was once used for its egg.
Such laziness doesn’t sit well with Yugo once he spots the griffins and griffinlings roaming about, because he shouts in awe at all of them.]
Come on Rin, enough sleeping! Look at all these guys!
[Yugo crouches and one bold griffinling comes up to purr aggressively as it bumps against his leg, so one hand is dedicated to petting the wriggly creature and avoid needle sharp talons, while the other opens up the pack and tips it to let the groggy dragon spill out. Within a few moments the young hatchling is at least curious enough to sniff at the other creature before getting playfully swatted and pulls back with a snort. Still that doesn’t stop the half cat-like creature from pestering Rin into playing with it and the other griffinlings, so soon enough the dragon is sliding itself along the dirt and gravel, nipping at their feathers.
Hm. Maybe his dragon will like them later if he doesn’t find a use for all the molted feathers. As dragon and griffinling play, the scion’s dumping loose feathers into his bag.] ---
B - Once a Common... [One might be wondering why in their right mind this teenager would walk into a seedy bar full of Beast Hunters with his still small dragon riding inside the pack on his back. Then they'll wonder just as the hunters did for a moment why he isn't "running home to his mommy and daddy" instead.
It's because there's nothing that scares away Yugo from a challenge, especially when there's a good game of something familiar going on and amazing tales of vicious beasts to hear.]
So how fast was that thing? Like the speed of light?
[Given how intrigued and excited the young teen is, his random outbursts do seem to help those that tell their stories embellish things.]
I bet with just its wings, it beat up a really gigantic whirlwind! What did you do then?
[Rin the dragon manages to sleep through the tales and Yugo's childlike encouragement to the storytellers, through bawdy songs amid swinging mugs of ale between hunters, as well as the shouts during rounds of dice and other games of chance. And it seems those feathers came in handy after all. If you don't run into Yugo among the tall tales, then you'll find him taking part in the hunters' games. He wins some gold, loses a lot of gold at the next shot, and then the dice roll of destiny swings his way on the try after that.
There must be someone watching over this scion, if he's lasted this long in such rough company.] ---
C - ...Always a Common [Things never go well when a scion’s dragon makes itself known. In the middle of another game as the vivid scent of food passes, Rin sleepily pokes their head out of the bag, sniffing the air and curious at all the loud commotion.]
Ha! You call that tiny runt a dragon?
Eh?
My hunting dog could eat that thing for breakfast!
Oiiii…!!!! No one makes fun of Rin and gets away with it! She’s gonna be super huge and strong and-
In your dreams kid! You’ve had your fun, now get outta here!!
[Or else the hunters will make Yugo leave, apparently. It seems that the young scion’s overstayed his welcome in their eyes. A 14-year-old still doesn’t belong in a bar after all, but try telling the angry teen that.] --
D - Not Quite Supersonic [After that fiasco, Yugo gets himself into far nicer company with the scholars that walk the streets as well. Despite his demeanor, he’s not a terrible student as he listens to the tales about the Great Beasts and the lectures on the elements. At worst he’s bored, but slowly and steadily he takes in the information.
The wind. So that’s the element he and his dragon are aligned to.. it’s amazing and beyond perfect.
With resolve and just enough knowledge (maybe) on what to do, Yugo tries to call upon his magic to do something cool like… hm… blast a bunch of wind at people? Or maybe even fly? The dude said his dragon had the same power as whatever he’s supposed to be able to do, so the young teen looks at his still loungi-]
Riiiin...!! You’re supposed to be doing magic stuff, not napping all the time!
[The fuzzy hatching merely peers at their scion with an almost bored look on its face, showing either a lot of personality or a lack thereof, it’s hard for Yugo to tell.]
What if you grow up to be super huge and cool? Then I wouldn’t be able to carry around your lazy and slow-!
[Then in that instant with a pathetic, but furious growl, a definitely magical rush of wind flowed around the small creature before it headbutted into Yugo’s gut like a tiny torpedo.]
Hhk… o-oii…!!!
[What, did he say something wrong there? Yugo’s just lucky that all his dragon did was knock the wind out of him (no pun intended) and that those nubs on its hard aren’t grown in yet.]
Yugo | OTA
[On such another bright and cool day as this in Nuren, what better way is there to spend it other than outside in the city? Apparently Rin doesn’t think so, because despite wanting to stick by his side like glue all day and night, the dragon would rather nap inside the pack he wears that was once used for its egg.
Such laziness doesn’t sit well with Yugo once he spots the griffins and griffinlings roaming about, because he shouts in awe at all of them.]
Come on Rin, enough sleeping! Look at all these guys!
[Yugo crouches and one bold griffinling comes up to purr aggressively as it bumps against his leg, so one hand is dedicated to petting the wriggly creature and avoid needle sharp talons, while the other opens up the pack and tips it to let the groggy dragon spill out. Within a few moments the young hatchling is at least curious enough to sniff at the other creature before getting playfully swatted and pulls back with a snort. Still that doesn’t stop the half cat-like creature from pestering Rin into playing with it and the other griffinlings, so soon enough the dragon is sliding itself along the dirt and gravel, nipping at their feathers.
Hm. Maybe his dragon will like them later if he doesn’t find a use for all the molted feathers. As dragon and griffinling play, the scion’s dumping loose feathers into his bag.]
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B - Once a Common...
[One might be wondering why in their right mind this teenager would walk into a seedy bar full of Beast Hunters with his still small dragon riding inside the pack on his back. Then they'll wonder just as the hunters did for a moment why he isn't "running home to his mommy and daddy" instead.
It's because there's nothing that scares away Yugo from a challenge, especially when there's a good game of something familiar going on and amazing tales of vicious beasts to hear.]
So how fast was that thing? Like the speed of light?
[Given how intrigued and excited the young teen is, his random outbursts do seem to help those that tell their stories embellish things.]
I bet with just its wings, it beat up a really gigantic whirlwind! What did you do then?
[Rin the dragon manages to sleep through the tales and Yugo's childlike encouragement to the storytellers, through bawdy songs amid swinging mugs of ale between hunters, as well as the shouts during rounds of dice and other games of chance. And it seems those feathers came in handy after all. If you don't run into Yugo among the tall tales, then you'll find him taking part in the hunters' games. He wins some gold, loses a lot of gold at the next shot, and then the dice roll of destiny swings his way on the try after that.
There must be someone watching over this scion, if he's lasted this long in such rough company.]
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C - ...Always a Common
[Things never go well when a scion’s dragon makes itself known. In the middle of another game as the vivid scent of food passes, Rin sleepily pokes their head out of the bag, sniffing the air and curious at all the loud commotion.]
Ha! You call that tiny runt a dragon?
Eh?
My hunting dog could eat that thing for breakfast!
Oiiii…!!!! No one makes fun of Rin and gets away with it! She’s gonna be super huge and strong and-
In your dreams kid! You’ve had your fun, now get outta here!!
[Or else the hunters will make Yugo leave, apparently. It seems that the young scion’s overstayed his welcome in their eyes. A 14-year-old still doesn’t belong in a bar after all, but try telling the angry teen that.]
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D - Not Quite Supersonic
[After that fiasco, Yugo gets himself into far nicer company with the scholars that walk the streets as well. Despite his demeanor, he’s not a terrible student as he listens to the tales about the Great Beasts and the lectures on the elements. At worst he’s bored, but slowly and steadily he takes in the information.
The wind. So that’s the element he and his dragon are aligned to.. it’s amazing and beyond perfect.
With resolve and just enough knowledge (maybe) on what to do, Yugo tries to call upon his magic to do something cool like… hm… blast a bunch of wind at people? Or maybe even fly? The dude said his dragon had the same power as whatever he’s supposed to be able to do, so the young teen looks at his still loungi-]
Riiiin...!! You’re supposed to be doing magic stuff, not napping all the time!
[The fuzzy hatching merely peers at their scion with an almost bored look on its face, showing either a lot of personality or a lack thereof, it’s hard for Yugo to tell.]
What if you grow up to be super huge and cool? Then I wouldn’t be able to carry around your lazy and slow-!
[Then in that instant with a pathetic, but furious growl, a definitely magical rush of wind flowed around the small creature before it headbutted into Yugo’s gut like a tiny torpedo.]
Hhk… o-oii…!!!
[What, did he say something wrong there? Yugo’s just lucky that all his dragon did was knock the wind out of him (no pun intended) and that those nubs on its hard aren’t grown in yet.]