Time of the Dragon IC

[whoiam]

Dian, raised on the more-or-less-entirely-mineral diet of a typical gold dragon, holds up one claw in a 'one moment' gesture. She then walks a short distance away from the group, and throws up something that promptly starts trying to burn a small crater into the ground. She then rejoins the group, and replies to Bek's suggestion with a terse, yet very firm, "No."

Apparently, humans don't agree with her digestion...

Finally, she gets around to replying to Igneas. "My common is a touch rusty, but it shouldn't be bad enough to cause issues talking to bipeds."