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thebastion2015-03-09 10:45 am
wayofvoice) wrote in thebastion2015-03-09 10:45 am
Entry tags:
Day 288
Who: Paarthurnax and you
Open: Open
When: 288
Where: About the Bastion in general
What: The daily life of a dragon
Format: Any
Warnings: None yet
Life goes on in the Bastion. Whether death, calamity, or simple misfortune, that is how things work. That is how it goes for Paarthurnax, as well.
In the morning, when the sun is still faint, he takes off to the Skyway and doesn't return for some hours, bringing back both shards stuck in his teeth and the meat of a mammoth to eat, or share.
In the noon and some hours following it, he teaches his class at the stone tablet with its letters in his own tongue, patient and careful for both new students and more practiced ones alike.
The only change to this seems to come in the evening. It's then that people might notice him at the Monument, drawn up high as he sits and inspects the device.
People are free to talk with him during any of these times. Paarthurnax has always made it known that he can be approached, after all.
Open: Open
When: 288
Where: About the Bastion in general
What: The daily life of a dragon
Format: Any
Warnings: None yet
Life goes on in the Bastion. Whether death, calamity, or simple misfortune, that is how things work. That is how it goes for Paarthurnax, as well.
In the morning, when the sun is still faint, he takes off to the Skyway and doesn't return for some hours, bringing back both shards stuck in his teeth and the meat of a mammoth to eat, or share.
In the noon and some hours following it, he teaches his class at the stone tablet with its letters in his own tongue, patient and careful for both new students and more practiced ones alike.
The only change to this seems to come in the evening. It's then that people might notice him at the Monument, drawn up high as he sits and inspects the device.
People are free to talk with him during any of these times. Paarthurnax has always made it known that he can be approached, after all.
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He shakes his head. "Being planet-bound, not leaving a single city for anything except brief missions, is enough to make my heart ache," he says with quiet longing. "I'm a spacer. That's all there is to it."
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"One day, perhaps, you will finally get to do so once again. I would be pleased to see such a thing myself."