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He crossed his arms. Shook his head. "No, that will not do. I have had the luxury of resting all day, you must have your own room." Then, in a quite clearly matter-of-fact kind of way, he dipped his chin and raised one eyebrow as if to say the discussion was over. But, the way the corner of...

"It is quite honourable that you've chosen to support your father as diligently as you have, I can tell he is not blind to your efforts," he said, placing the last of Polina's bounty in their proper spots, taking a moment with the final item to examine it, but more so contemplate the local...

Llothr turned to see her coming, and having noticed the basket she carried he rose from his seat and moved to assist her. He did so without hesitation, quite casually even, obviously having grown quite comfortable in his short time there. "Hardly," he replied with a smile as he began to unpack...

"We'll figure it out. Together..." For some time after Polina had left to do her duty, Llothr was left alone and all the while he pondered her words. They resonated with him in a way he found to be most foreign, and yet oh so familiar at once. And, though he was somewhat apprehensive to do...

A half smile came across his lips, and he shook his head as his eyes cast down, "no, hardly the father of all dragons," he lifted his eyes, "I do not recall brooding any young with another, but there is much of my memory that eludes me." He began to walk further into the abode, examining little...

As Po stepped back he allowed his arm to fall loosely by his side. His head had canted somewhat one way, and it was clear that he was studying her even more closely now. Not only was he certain that she had seen what he was able to convey to her through such a means of expression, but she was...

"That isn't quite what I mean to say..." he began, regarding the "legitimacy" of the flesh he was now robed in. And indeed, as Polina's inquiring finger drew in and poked against his chest, it met with what was indeed a solid, fleshly object. Llothr's body was indeed made of flesh, bone and...

After stepping inside Llothr took a few moments to stand idle and inspect the place as well as he could from the entrance. It was a modest home to say the least, but it was a solid roof overhead and it was four walls between he and they. He grew weary of large crowds before long, and he was more...

"How did you make it here anyway?" Darkness. Cold. So cold. Time passing, unknowable. A sharp and sudden change. Heat. Light. Blurry. Ringing. A palm outstretched on the ground... As they came near to the place Polina was leading them, it became apparent that Llothr had...

Gods? Curious, he thought, that they were quite so highly looked upon. He had always viewed them with the highest esteem of course, but he'd never fancied them to be godly. He did suppose, of course, that he of all people would know better. "So because they came to your aid, you believe them...

"I see you insist on believing you owe me something, very well, I will rest at the palace," he said, unwilling to protest her any further, "I require little else than a place to sleep in this body." Well, that and food, but he was not too worried about that at the moment. From what he could see...

"Please," Llothr interjected, "I'll have no one settling any scores for me." The greying lady Clearly had also provided him with a pack he could sling over his shoulder, and within were those belongings he'd previously carried beneath his cloak, as well as that tattered old thing itself, folded...

When she held out her hand, he did indeed reach out and take it. He was familiar with this gesture of greeting, and that it was typically a show of benevolence. When he shook her hand, he did in fact feel something incredibly strange. He remembered. Only for a moment did the memories confuse...

Normally he would not be so inclined to worry about his dress. Perhaps it was ill-placed confidence in his ability, but he had doubts that he was in any danger of being apprehended by the local authorities. Still, for as long as he had existed, there was a great deal of that time that was lost...

"No, there is little I regret, and this is something far from that," he replied, "it is simply a curious circumstance." He walked with a casual pace closer to her, but not directly, keeping some space between the two as to ease any discomfort and maintain a passive presence. Though, he...