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The Nebulean Union of Iammelon

Taurgha wrote:As Nia was about to happily respond regarding the flashing or comfort question with a mere yes, Iula luckily interrupted. This female friend appeared to be taking her question more seriously which Nia appreciated, since while flirt was fun, she did feel some discomfort with her suit "This one thanks both Iula and Tenkan for advice, Nia will simply unbotton upper buttons to save time and forward the process." She repeated after Iula, extending her arms like her and imitating every move, except from jumping of course, waiting for her turn and further advice.

Being eager to try this new activity fast, she nodded at all advises and made mental notes for all moves "This one is very very excited but will be careful and do as asked now. Shout in case of badness, affirmative." as her eyes obeyed Tenkan's command to watch Iula fall, resulting in a little shriek of surprise from her, she nodded back while wagging her tail when she realized that Iula floated "All right! Iula flies as avian being!" with that she prepared herself mentally for her own jump, flapping her arms ..her train of thought was slightly disrupted though by Tenkan's last suggestion, freezing a bit in calculation as her eyes appeared staring into the abyss ..suddenly turning to look once at Tenkan and then at Cendri, then smirking seductively at Cendri for a precious little moment before finalizing her decision "Tenkan can guide, it will be good for getting to know new friend better and learn new trick more safely"

Cendri seemed to notice that clear moment of deep thought for what was seemingly a simple consideration. The little smirk was also noted, and he tilted his head to the side in a small bit of confusion. Tenkan in any case simply gave a nod, "Understood. Step inside." With that, he opened up the door to the transitionary chamber. After he and Nia got inside, he closed the door again and direct Nia to stand in the middle. He stood in front of Nia to demonstrate, "Do as this one does. Extend arms straight, keep legs straight." He held out his arms, and took on a sort of T-Pose, and this seemed to naturally extend the malleable, wing-like sections. He then walked over to Nia to help her do the same, using his hands to angle Nia's arms and pat her sides to make sure everything was okay. Although he also gave a quick, easily missable look at Cendri as he did that which resembled a smirk. Cendri seemed distinctly unamused from outside.

In any case, Nia's suit seemed to be fine when all was said and done. And Tenkan nodded, "Good. Now, jump time. Follow close." As Iula did before, Tenkan walked up to the door, extending his arms again. When the door opened, this time Nia would feel the powerful winds within push into the transitionary room, though it was still mostly contained in the main section. Tenkan then leaped forward, and his wings got caught up in the wind, allowing him to float and sort of fly. He smiled to Nia from within and gestured for her to do the same.

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Taurgha wrote:Looking happily at Tarral, Myrsa nodded "Oh, we had big rooms back in Shyr too, but I could not visit them ..you know, like this. Not to mention that all the things in them were human-sized, and the decoration ..hmm, too human, not like in here! I am glad just to see dragon-sized furniture and dragons! And Zasstourk ...sounds like Jas'sturak my great granpa, wish I had met him." As she was enjoying the atmosphere and the jovial old cook's manners, she responded to Zasstourk respectfully "We're not from these islands you speak of sir. We are of Sa'herod! Shyr as the softskins call it! The last dragons of the planet and we've relocated here. So far your planet is great! ...I will expect this Modron cooking to be as pretty as Tarral over here." she snorted playfully looking at the big tasty dragoness next to her.
Ymira seemed unimpressed and judgemental at the preparation of the food, preferring to see -and most importantly eat- the results first before making a clear evaluation.

Sar'ksasa smiled widely, it was rather unnerving at first due to despite her small size, she sported quite sharp teeth. Nevertheless it was clear it was a smile of personal satisfaction as she continued with a nod towards Tyfrondor "I will not further the challenge as it was a formality to start in equal ground and honor my services as a new vassal. Let it be written however that clan Katak'sar was once sovereign ...still this is all acceptable" With that out of the way Sar'ksasa looked up to the Grand Drake in all his majesty "I have to say I do not feel shame or spite for what I'm about to do ...you truly are great and I hope not merely in size." with this she stood on all fours and made a bow with her front legs, extending her wings all through the floor "I, Sar'ksasa, Valak Saresh of Saherod, head of clan Katak'sar, fireborn, native to the Caves of Sar'garak and Kar'adash, recognize Heord as my new home, petition for a part in its grand caves to call my home. I relinquish my Sareshate to Heord's Valak Saresh, Tyfrondor of clan Granion, to be my entire clan's Valak Saresh in both Heord and Saherod as long as they uphold the freedom-of-the-skies and sovereignty of all Valaki through the position. I furthermore pledge that Clan Katak'Sar, irrelevant of the position of Valak Saresh shall stand by and aid their kind saviors and friends of Clan Granion as their Jas'aksar, their right wing in flights of blooded-claws and flights of warm-suns as long as they remain friends to Valak-kind, if you wish to have us. I, Sar'ksasa Katak'sar pledge my clan to all these terms and before you, my Valak Saresh as my witness, until my clan's and all my descendants of other clans' fires burn out and their flames are lost in the stars. I vow in behalf of my entire clan to uphold this vow, as long as the Valak Saresh, the Grand Drake, upholds Valak Nak Sarakon Ak Valak Saresh, that no one reigns over the Dragon other than the Great Dragon!" with her head still down the young dragoness glanced up to Tyfrondor smiling awkwardly "Do you accept my vows, my Valak Saresh?" Her speech seemed quite formal, using many rather ancient terms that Heordals could recognize with no effort ..other words were a bit harder to understand due to the dialect difference, but they were quite clear in meaning after she was finished.

Zasstourk was the first to speak, looking back as he was picking out a massive slab of meat, "Hahaha! I see you are playing along for the hatchling's sake! Very well, then clearly I am from the ancient star kingdom of Qoatkarla! But regardless of where you are from, I assure you the cooking is quite up to any standard!" He then hummed happily as he roasted the meat with his breath, with his tail going to grab a very large cleaver. Although clearly, he was not in on the loop about the discovery of the Valxes, and did not take one word of that seriously from Myrsa. But what he was cooking seemed to smell good at least, as he was chopping it up into servable portions.
Tarral meanwhile chuckled at the table, "Not everyone is aware of you three yet, so don't be offended. Still, I suppose it is a difference to get some proper Draconic furniture. Then again, I guess you mostly got out of that cave in the softskin body, right? Must have felt weird, to be so small. You were very small before when we met after all!" She used her claws to simulate the smallness, "Like that! And by the way, as Mondron... That's the continent. Zasstourk there is a Mountain Dragon. Not sure if you had the same sort of cultural distinctions on Sa'herod. The food I think he's making is from what softskins call 'Heordal Bison', we call them Renthoa. Big, meaty fluffies who move in big herds around Mondron's hills. They're quite tasty, with all their muscles."

Tyfrondor simply gave a nod at the mentioning of writing that Katak'sar was once sovereign. That would go into the records, as well as the formality of the challenge. The Grand Drake remained silent as Sar'ksasa made her vows, noting all the little intricacies she had woven in. It was a contract effectively, and Tyfrondor understood it well. The ancient terms didn't get in his way too much, as while they were archaic, he was quite used to them. Lots of formal Heordal business was still done with the ancient tongue, as were conversations with Grumpy. The dialect was only a slight hurdle, but context clues helped clear that up. As Sar'ksasa finished, Tyfrondor nodded down at her, his voice going formal in response, "As Valak Saresh of Heord, supreme authority for all Dragons on this world, and as the head of Clan Granion... I, Tyfrondor, accept your vows, Sar'ksasa Katak'sar, with all the obligations it carries. Stand tall and proud, my new right wing! You are now kin of Heord."
With that, he gave a quick look to the side at one of the Watrike Golden Guard. The Watrike quickly saluted and walked off. Tyfrondor then returned his gaze to Sar'ksasa, "You'll be given a cave, as promised. One nearby that is vacant. This cave will be given to your clan as a whole. You can find and claim others individually. Now, as for your hoard... I suppose now we have to talk strategy of how you intend to get your bank back."

Honour guard and Taurgha

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