The Storm Coast, Dragon Island. I don't know when, though—this place, as I'm sure you can imagine, always lives up to its name.
[Dorian casts a glance back at him, immediately rolling his eyes. It's with a certain fondness, though.]
And there are ten things here that would make you lose all your wits. Perhaps I should find Dono to accompany me, he might be...
["Let's find the dragon!" A figure shouts over the horizon, horned and shirtless and carrying an axe as heavy as the two of them are combined.
"You are far too pleased about this." Drawls Dorian, dragging his feet behind him. Bull clasps him on the shoulder with a laugh, and they start off in another direction.
The present Dorian looks on with same look he just gave Byerly—annoyed, but amused despite himself. There's a door connected to nothing up ahead of them, but it hasn't captured his attention.] ... more bearable company.
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[Dorian casts a glance back at him, immediately rolling his eyes. It's with a certain fondness, though.]
And there are ten things here that would make you lose all your wits. Perhaps I should find Dono to accompany me, he might be...
["Let's find the dragon!" A figure shouts over the horizon, horned and shirtless and carrying an axe as heavy as the two of them are combined.
"You are far too pleased about this." Drawls Dorian, dragging his feet behind him. Bull clasps him on the shoulder with a laugh, and they start off in another direction.
The present Dorian looks on with same look he just gave Byerly—annoyed, but amused despite himself. There's a door connected to nothing up ahead of them, but it hasn't captured his attention.] ... more bearable company.