Day 218

[wayofvoice]

Who: Paarthurnax and Tobias
Open: Closed
When: 218 (backdated)
Where: Out on the Skyway
What: To be a dragon is a difficult thing.
Format: log, action, etc.
Warnings: Probably a high probability of violence


It's taken some time for Paarthurnax to scout the perfect place for what they seek to accomplish. In his world, it was a rare sort that could take on his kinds form. There were Daedra, often mocking of his father and mimicking him with such in mind. There were those who had such blood flowing through their veins and which could call upon it in great stress, such as one particular king in Tamriel's lands.

This was a different case, and Paarthurnax could not deny it intrigued him. However, he knew that there was always a chance that things could go... wrong.

The instincts of dragons were powerful things.

Still, after some searching, he found a portion of the skyway that was decently large enough and a good distance from the Bastion as well. It's there he lands one day, settling on the earth and looking for his much smaller and feathered companion.

Comments

[wayofvoice]

"With all you can become, I will take that as fine praise." Paarthurnax doesn't quite smile, but the emotion in his eyes seems fairly pleased.

"Enjoy yourself. Adjust to that form. There are other things we should speak of, but they can wait for another day."

[notachickenhawk]

"All right. Whenever you're ready." He spirals into the air, turning around and around until he gets dizzy, and lets out a roar. It's fierce and sends the squirts below them fleeing, but there's laughter in it, too.

[wayofvoice]

Paarthurnax lets him have his fun for a few moments. After, however, he finally speaks up. "I need you to attempt to use your entire being and say these three words- Zul Mey Gut. Simply try- that is all that is required."

[notachickenhawk]

Tobias thinks over the words for a moment, and feels his body tense as he pushes all he can into it. The dragon brain knows what to do, and he lets go of part of the instincts.

"Zul Mey Gut!" His shout echoes a bit... but nothing further happens.

[wayofvoice]

It's not surprising- although it is a fine roar all on its own merit. "As I had suspected. The Thu'um is something more than the physical body of our kind can give you."

[notachickenhawk]

"... Yeah, all I get is the body and instincts, nothing else. It's okay, though. This is more than enough."