Recent content by Talorgan

"That I... Oh run out of breath. Right. I thought I was going to have my lungs burned out for a moment." His expression told a story, she really had accidentally worried him for a moment. "I'll take that, as long as you promise not to catch my off guard," he laughed. Dragon Riders had a...

The spear snapped towards her. These people didn't fight with elogance. They couldn't afford it. They fought together, held position and fought much larger creatures. Of they broke and fled, they died. That meant they focussed on the speed and power of the thrust. The sound of the spear...

"I've never exactly been called... delicate," Talorgan said. He realised that he was slightly nervous. It would be quite easy to make a fool out of himself. Not only that, she used dragon fire to get glass up to temperature. They were literally going to be playing with fire. "I'll come back...

Talorgan meandered on his way to the stream. He was walking in the same direction as several more from the tribe. Their location offered shelter. Rocks for defence and fresh running water. He stepped down into the stream, ignoring the others and gave himself a good wash. He was aching in all...

"Hmm I could feel you thinking about me pretending to take art seriously to make a point," Talorgan said. He still shifted uncomfortably in his suit. He was a broad man and the fashionable cut did not sit well on his shoulders. "I do take this seriously," he added quietly. He didn't have to...

"I will admit that they were mostly an excuse to get drunk and to be rebellious by socialising with arty types. Which does make my memories a little hazy. The last few years I've been far more focussed on exploring the wilds beyond the wall." His father was certain that this was a phase too...

She was clearly adept in maneuvering though high society. That included making contacts to sell her glassware, but also it seemed getting them physically through the organised chaos of a gala. Whilst he enjoyed being a rebellious outsider for the sake of it, Tal genuinely preferred to be away...

Talorgan tilted his head from side to side as he considered the question. He hadn't walked there on foot before. "I'd say an hour's walk, probably a few hours to get around the rocks and find a quiet spot to watch." He had the sense to look a tiny bit embarrassed at her discomfort. "I'm...

"Morning," Tal replied. He was only just awake, but it seemed like trying to force his brain through fog into a truly woken state. He was slow to lift his bulk. He ran his fingers through his hair to try and smooth out the mess. He usually woke earlier than this with the sun. He smiled briefly...

Talorgan followed her gaze back towards the dance floor. He felt exhausted just to think about going back in there. By now the social dynamics would have started to show. Power came from the size of your dragon and the strength of your family name. Those that had neither were instead shrewd...

He hoped he found those words sweet. The ones she would be hearing from him soon would not be. He stood slowly, considering her question. "They might hold it against you," he decided. "But really, if it's that or death we might just have to choose losing some friends." He glanced up at the...

"Yes, of course," he said firmly. "I'm always impressed by anyone who can put their time into perfecting an art. This one also has that little bit of secrecy." She seemed to genuinely care about this. That confused him for a moment. Then he thought of all the patrons out there. They sponsored...

Talorgan took a moment to think about the question. He'd heard it asked in a variety of different ways over the years. "It's kinda like saying 'how are there still sheep despite dragons?' The tribes have existed out here for a very long time." There was another little plume of light. It was...

"I'll know will I? If knowing means I am consumed by dragon fire..." The gruff explorer of the wilds watched her expression closely as she spoke of her trade. Many third sons found a trade for themselves, but it always seemed like something to consume time. Faye was thoroughly consumed by...

"Yup," Talorgan replied. "I don't know why they spend so much of their energy arguing over who gets the best branch." He shrugged his broad shoulders. He glanced across at Nadya's profile. They were both separated from their peers. His was an exile of choice, whilst she had fallen into the...