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[dragon_dealt]

The sky over the Milliways outdoors is blue and picturesque and scattered with fluffy clouds. There might be the occasional bird flying around, whether a patron or a forest animal. Also, you know, there's that big dragon gliding by.

Wait. Dragon?

Wait. What? appears to be the dragon's reaction too, at least if anyone around is good at reading draconic body language. It (she) soars in a great and wary circle, surveying the ground before landing warily by the lake.

She's huge, with green scales (properly brushed and polished, thank you) just beginning to go gray at the edges, and three horns (the third, stubbier than the others, in the middle of her forehead), and a quantity of extremely sharp teeth. "Now," she says to herself, "this is new."

(Meanwhile, whether or not anyone's noticed, the Milliways forest just got a little bigger.)

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[freedom_is_grey]

"Oh."

There's a tiny white-haired elf with a staff strapped to her back standing nearby, eyes shaded by one hand to watch the dragon circle.

And then land, of course.

By her side is an immense brown dog covered in dark painted patterns.

"Um," the elf-woman says as she approaches, pausing well out of claw-reach. (Tail, too.)

"Hello?"

[dragon_dealt]

That's new, too. Ysalwen is not like the elves Kazul knows, who are much smaller and prone to things like shoemaking, but she's also not exactly human-looking.

"Hello."

Kazul's voice sounds a little like a middle-aged woman with a particularly resonant and cultured alto. (Except with more hissing on the sibilants, as will be clear once she says any.)

Often enough she sounds faintly amused, but right now she is -- in a dignified, self-possessed way -- just confused.

"This isn't the Enchanted Forest, is it?"

[freedom_is_grey]

"Not as far as I know. I wasn't even sure the forest here had a name, though I've been told if you wander far enough you stumble upon something called The Dreaming. It's definitely not the Fade, though. I'd be able to tell."

Seriously.

"Did you -- you didn't come through a door, unless there was one in the sky, did you? I always seem to need a door."

[dragon_dealt]

Hmm.

"Definitely not."

She would have noticed.

"That forest is different." She points, with a claw. (It's very long. Also, very sharp.)

...Although. It sure seems like the Enchanted Forest is still here, right over next to the other forest. Which may or may not be enchanted in some way -- there's definitely magic around -- but the Enchanted Forest is its own, cohesive, capitals-requiring thing.

That's reassuring. But all of this is still extremely weird, even by the standards of Kazul's home, which is a wacky middle grade fantasy series and thus very full of weirdness.

[cassiefuckingcage]

The runner pulling to a stop beside him certainly looks impressed.

"...It certainly is."

Fuckin' Milliways, man.

[dragon_dealt]

Kazul regards her through very large eyes, from a great height.

"Who put this in the middle of the Enchanted Forest?" she inquires.

It's not annoyed, exactly, but it's the sort of tone that eloquently holds the possibility of rapidly becoming so.

[cassiefuckingcage]

"You're not in the Enchanted Forest, bro," Cassie says.

Cassie's face wrinkles as she reconsiders this.

"Well, I guess it is magic, and it is a forest. But right now you're in Milliways, the Boozerealm at the End of Time."

[no_vampires_plz]

WUT.

WUT.

FULLY GROWN STRANGE DRAGON WUT.

There is a small, purple-pelted winged unicorn staring at you, Kazul.

[dragon_dealt]

The dragon stares back! (From a few dozen feet up.)

"What are you, and who put this here?"

It's polite, more or less, but not exactly overly patient.

[no_vampires_plz]

She shakes her head sharply and regains her composure as best she can. "I am Princess Twilight Sparkle of Equestria, ma'am. And I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific about what you mean by 'this.'"

[heatherandsteel]

(OOC: Won't be on too long tonight but yay Kazul! Let me know if you'd like anyone else.)

Quentin was outside with a donut since Milliways seems to feel like he should see daylight when there's a dragon. His sword is back in his room as he was only going to the kitchen but dragon, he stares up, debating if he should put a illusion up to hide or if that would be more dangerous.

[dragon_dealt]

[OOC: Hello! Quentin totally works. :D]

The dragon looks down (waaay down) at him with rather toothy amusement.

"Hello, little Hero."

Oh, come on, even without a sword he's TOTALLY a Hero. It's generally easy to spot. (He might be a Prince, but he doesn't have a crown or a strong enough air of belligerent silliness. At least not so far.)

Since Heroes generally want to slay dragons when confronted with them, and that gets tiresome, Kazul will go for intimidation first. It involves less picking armor out of her teeth.

[heatherandsteel]

"Hero, not a hero, just a squire and not expecting a dragon. Where did you come in from?"

The look this dragon seems to be giving him really reminds him of the Luidaeg.

[like_quicksilver]

One couldn't really fight with the shield wall in the woods, but the shadows made it a great place to pretend to fight. Not that the wooden shield and sword that Gyda held were toys-however the sword being blunted and both made to he scale.

She's fighting off imaginary foes when she sees a large shadow over her head, her jaw dropping when she sees it land. The stories were full of serpents and dragons, and her father fought off a serpent who guarded her mother's house...but she had a feeling said serpent was smaller than this one.

Then, it..her..started talking. The serpents in the stories certainly didn't talk. "This..this is Milliways."

Well, what else does one do when a dragon talks to them, but talk back to it-her.

[dragon_dealt]

Very sensible of her! An attitude like that, Kazul feels, will take a person far.

"And what is Milliways?"

She's willing to gentle her voice a little bit in token of the little human's youth. But Kazul is feeling more than a little impatient (not to say worried) at this sudden imposition of a Milliways into the middle of the Enchanted Forest, and there's only so much she's going to put a lid on that.

[like_quicksilver]

"It's a world between worlds." That was the simplest answer she could give, atleast the best way she understood of this place. "People usually find their way here through doorways that sometimes appear in their own worlds."

She was pretty certain the dragon didn't find her way through that way, atleast not through the Bar proper. COuld a dragon even fit in Bar?

[gredya]

RUN!

Gredya has lived in a land with the Great--other people might call them rocs--and there's a sincere terror that goes right to the pit of her stomach when vast wings blot out the sun and an enormous beast dives down to the ground. Run, she yelps to her children, snapping at the heels of the slow; they vanish into the thickest cover they can find.

But once the children are safe, Gredya sets her muscles, wills herself forward again, out from under a fallen tree, bristling and growling. It won't be much of a fight--and indeed she'll run again before taking it there--but this newcomer should know that the people of Milliways defend themselves.

[dragon_dealt]

"Oh, hush," says the dragon, lazily sardonic and amused.

She's not actually sure whether this wolf is intelligent or not -- it's the kind of thing that goes either way where she's from -- but oh well.

[gredya]

Gredya barks once, because she will certainly not hush on command, and takes a few stiff steps closer, sniffing hard.

[andinfluencepeople]

"You better believe that," Chuck says, having just gotten his voice back as he stares at her.

(Maybe he was wading in the shallows. His rolled up jeans kind of give him away, but hey -- it's summer.)

Despite the kaiju in Hong Kong, a flying beast still evokes dragon before enemy.

And this one talks.

"Are you a dragon?"

[dragon_dealt]

"Of course I am. What else would I be?"

[andinfluencepeople]

He half-laughs, half-snorts. "Around here, you could tell me you were a unicorn and I'd be forced to fucking believe you."

It seems more polite than mentioning the kaiju thing.

[clayforthedevil]

Bahorel goes into the forest most days, but following Gredya's note he's definitely out there now, and looking for a dragon.

Unsurprisingly, a giant dragon is not after all hard to find. He runs towards the giant shape, grinning in open delight. An actual dragon! And it talks!

(and possibly might eat him, but probably not, but possibly! It would never occur to him that this is a reason to be less thrilled.)

[dragon_dealt]

...

Strange humans running at her grinning like idiots is a new experience. Usually they're either running in the other direction, screaming, or running towards her brandishing swords, or standing still and being polite. Kazul peers down at him from a few dozen feet up, and breathes out a slightly waspish coil of smoke.

[clayforthedevil]

Hurrah for new experiences! He gets within reasonable--for Bahorel-- speaking distance, and waves. "Happy End of the World to you! Have you had everyone come introduce the place? Are you going to burn it all down?" Important questions!