Rivkah Tue May 26, 2009 5:43 pm
He was still digesting that bit of information - the part about being responsible for the ultimate doom of thousands of people and the kingdom itself if he didn't cooperate - when she swept them into the sky, muscles coiling beneath Tristan as he held on for dear life. He shut his eyes tightly, wishing the feeling of having left his stomach behind would go away. Being a skilled assassin, he was no stranger to heights, having had several narrow escapes by way of rooftops and trees before. But this was just unnatural! This dragon fair stank of magic! And that spork of hers- he'd bet a rich man's purse that it was an instrument of magic, too. What had he gotten himself into, he moaned in his head.
Either their destination was not so far off, or Tristan missed just how insanely fast the Dragon was flying by having his eyes closed, for it was scarcely a few moments before they alighted. He shakily got down, trying to unclench his hands and stop his knees from wobbling. "Where are we?" he asked breathily.
Last edited by Rivkah on Tue May 26, 2009 5:45 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : because I can't type straight, lol)