The Exploits of Misfit Company

"No. I don't even know what those are."

Kasha sinks into a disappointed look, her shoulders slumping.

Again, Yvan would put a hand on Kasha, this time on her shoulder in reassurance. He then looks to the man. “It is within our capabilities, so it shall be done.” He confirms with Faras, then looks over the group to weigh in their opinion on what he would say next. “Since Ayrn is still freshly hatched, do we want to leave tomorrow morning, or...?”

"We can leave tomorrow. Do you have a means of getting us to Murimar, Mr. Avdol?" "I have an airship." "Very well then."

“You’re freshly hatched.” Kasha mutters to Yvan.

"No you," Yvan hushes down to the pouty druid before clearing this throat and addressing Faras again. "That's... impressive. Then we will meet you at dawn here tomorrow. We'll be ready then, I believe..." He looks over the group briefly to ensure none of them had anything else to say or ask.

“At dawn?!” Kasha burped. “Fine.” she moaned, thinking about all the sleep she wouldnt get.

"I-it doesn't need to be at dawn," He falters, getting a bit flustered. As he normally had been the early riser of the group, he was use to waking up and doing things early for the sake of having free time later in the day. In this case, it may seem a bit untimely to the others... "We can go later. I-it doesn't matter to me." He seems to shy away a bit now, realizing that he should have probably stayed quiet and let the others do the talking.

"8:00 a.m. That way everyone gets enough sleep and Mr. Avdol doesn't have to wait for too long. But in the meantime, Mr. Avdol can stay in our guest room. Now that the business arrangements are out of the way, I am Vastra Melloran of Misfit Company and that is our new dragon, Aryn. She's about 10 minutes old."

"Oh!" Kasha remembers, turning to Advil. "Do you have any magazines on dragons? Specifically, newborn ones?"

"I do not, no."

"Hey Alys, did you want to try talking to Aryn while we have time today?"

“Wait, I can’t even read!!” Kasha realized, squeaking to no one in particular.

"We can help teach you how to read, too."

After Vastra casts comprehend languages on her, Stella makes her way over to the dragon and waves. "Hi. I can understand you now, although I don't know if you can understand me."

"Yes I can. Who are you?" 

"My name's Stella," Stella introduces herself. "That's Yvan, Kasha, Alys, and Vastra," she continues, pointing to each Misfit in turn.

Alys would stop making the faces when Vastra would address her. But must have been distracted too long. She’ll smile with a simple wave as Stella completes the introductions. 

"You keep calling me Aryn. Is that my name?"

Stella nods. "Yes. Short for Aryniastrix."

"I can live with that. How did I get to be here?"