Nealiminity the drunk rambler
Nealiminity had finished her first drink and was starting to feel the affect when Manny made her another. She smiled, but addressed him in a serious tone.
"Now good sir, you wouldn't be trying to intoxicate a dragon in order to kill her for the worth of her carcass, now would you?"
She took the next drink with reservation, and held it between her hands, thinking about what to tell the man. "Well, acid dragons are more rare than regular, fire breathing green dragons. Those, well... those are as commonplace as ale. Acid dragons are a bit more rare. Not the rarest dragons, of course. Those would be blue dragons- if ever anyone sees one alive again. No, acid dragons are like green dragons in a few ways. We covet treasure as much as regular greens. But the treasure we covet isn't always wealth." she smiled, a glimmer in her eye at that, and drank about a third of that second Knuckle drink.
"Ahhh. So, acid dragons tend to be more rare, since we were hunted much more furiously. Alchemists seem to think our acid important. Something about making some kind of philosopher's stone, or something. Too bad the louts can't kill dragons themselves, or they'd not have to deal with hunters bringing back the wrong parts of the dragons. Still..." she said, pausing, and frowning into her cup. "They've never made the bloody thing, that I know. Can't be too careful. Dragon scale is great armor. Dragon Heartstrings are mighty powerful full of magic. And tons of other commodities... stupid greedy...." she trailed off, looking up at Manny.
"Sorry. Anyways. Me? I left my family ages ago. Had one little brother- got killed by a hunter, and I wasn't waiting to be next. Moved around for a few centuries, until I found a planet full of demons and other dangerous creatures. Hunters kinda... avoided that planet. 'Tis where I met Se'rox. And she, dear Manny, is the girlfriend of your Beast, not I. And she is part of my adopted family. So. There you have me." she said the last, and drank more of her drink, leaving only a trace amount in the bottom.
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Se'rox: Explaining Mud
Se'rox laughed as Zuchax III tried wallowing in the mud, apparently trying to "understand" it.
"My silly, playful Zuchax III. To know mud is to simply understand what it is made of, and how. It is simply earth and water. Mixed together." she paused, and then made the mud they were in more saturated with water from the air.
"Mix it too wet, and you could swim in it or drown in it." With this, she splashed him with the mud. She then paused. "You look good in mud." Then she shook her head, and took all that extra water out of the mud, and then even more. The mud dried to an almost solid consistency, almost cementing them in place. "Make it too dry, and it becomes like stone." Releasing the water back into the mud-puddle, it returned back to its normal consistency.
"So mud is a little tricky. Doesn't have as much potential at any extreme."
She moved over to Zuchax III, and stopped within a foot of his face. "Well? Is that what you wanted to hear?" she waited for an answer.
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