The Tavern at the End of the World

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 He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."

 It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."

 "Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic

 It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."

 "Whats your name?"

 "......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"

 Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".

 "You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"

 "You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"

Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.

 Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form. 

BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.

*Description!*

*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*

 

 Odego lowers his head and backs up some

 We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.

 I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.

 YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!! If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.

*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*

 

 *No need.* Caelum looks at him for a moment then bows her head.

I am sorry, great one. I truly did not realize your power. If there is anything I can do for you? *She's like half his age then.*

 Phantomizakell sounds relieved. Not currently, but thank you. He bows his head back at her.

 Why are you thanking me? It is the way of dragons to do what those older than them tell them to.

 Phantomizakell chuckles at this. Yes, but not always on my world. Even those of us who have seen millennia listen to the younglings. You never know when they actually have a good idea. He seems to shrug at the end of that last statement.

 Same, but when an older dragon gives an order, you jump. Even if you're friends.

 Fair point. Phantomizakell chuckles again. I'm just not you're traditional dragon. I only use the authority my age gives me when absolutely necessary. 

 Hmm.  *Wait, so is Phantomizakell a greatwyrm? Caelum is, so...*

 *He would be, but with the Lore from FToD, a Greatwyrm involves merging multiple "echoes" of the same dragon into one dragon. Since the Phantom-Aura Dragons are unique to my world, I'll need to come up with unique rules. So.... Sure, why not? lol*

 *You could just have it be an age thing. Also, echos don't necessarily need to be of the same type/kind of dragon.*

 *Right! Yeah, He's a greatwyrm then. The Age thing is a simple way to do it for my Campaign Setting. Might add a "Great Deed" req or something like that.*

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 "Why are you scared of it?"

 ".....Because..."

 "Because?"

 They seem hesitant to answer. 

 "Whats wrong?"

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 "Sounds good, been a while since I had pie...." She gets lost in though, the mention of blackberry pie reminding her of both good and bad memories...

 He heads off to the kitchen, going on about how he makes the crust with beer batter.[

 She shakes her head and focuses back on the now, sitting at a table to wait.

 He comes out with a massive blackberry pie and something that looks like a flat calzone, or a second pizza inverted on top of a first and then baked onto it. 

 She looks very interested in the food. "Oh, what's that?" She points at the pizza abomination.

 *...[GP]? Why would you call such a thing an abomination?!*

"Something I been working on, its like a pot pie...but its pizza. Hard to explain, you just have to try it."

*It is an actual thing though, there's a neat little pizza place in Atlantic County NJ that serves it.*

 *Abomination in a good way.*

*It sounds like a giant hot pocket.*

Sharlene shrugs and cuts herself a nice piece, digging into it.

 *I appreciate the compliment.*

*It's a hot pocket like a ford probe is a Bentley.*

Its rife with well cooked and seasoned meats, intermittent with fresh mozzarella cheese. Jim passes her a small bowl of marinara sauce, taking a slice for himself.

 *I am not a car person, so a bit of a simpler explanation, please. Preferably video game related.*

She dips a bit into the sauce. "Mpfh, ish good."

 *Its a hot pocket like temple run is Breath of the Wild.*

He chuckles, "Indeed, bought the recipe off a trader working a small stand in the dock ward. It's never failed to please any non-vegan customer or friend."

 *Ah.*

"And I doubt it will." She takes another big bite, ignoring the heat and steam coming from her mouth.

 "So who was th' dragon?"

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 "Why are you scared of it?"

 ".....Because..."

 "Because?"

 They seem hesitant to answer. 

 "Whats wrong?"

 They shake their head and stand up, brushing the flower petals from their head

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