Scarf hunting

[Vythmiirik]

"Probably, it'll be an interesting conversation that's for sure!" Vythmiirik chuckled at that.

She was quite knowledgable about dragons as it was something that was considered important for educational purposes, but she was aware that she only really knew about them in the general sense; as too much of her people's history had been lost.  So she did not know any individuals.  "Depends on the dragon really, there are many different types and each have defining characteristics.  A brass dragon will probably pun you to death rather that cause you any physical harm...well unless you're crazy enough to actually attack it" she shrugged "Song dragons like to live in human form so you never really know where they are, other than for some reason they're all female in human form...even the males.  Not too sure why that happens, but if it that's what they like then I wont judge."

Vythmiirik blinked and tilted her head "Well, no worries.  You're always welcome to come by for a chat if you want to, I don't mind." 

[Kara]

Kara couldn’t imagine that any conversation between her mistress and Vythmiirik’s clan wouldn’t be “interesting.” Or course, that could’ve been a problem in itself, but at least whatever conflicts might’ve developed would’ve been exciting.

“A brass dragon?” Kara asked. “What’s… that?”

But it was clear that this sort of dragon wasn’t dangerous. And then there was something else called “song dragons.” Clearly, there was more to this world than she fully understood. Though she couldn’t imagine a massive dragon settling for singing at its enemies rather than destroying them.

“Oh well,” she said. “I don’t judge.” She looked at Vythmiirik and then bowed her head respectfully. “Or you can come visit me. I’ll even waive the two drink minimum for you.”

[Vythmiirik]

Vythmiirik blinked seemingly surprised "Sorry I forgot people don't know things like that.  Okay so as you can see I am silver in colour I resemble a silver dragon, my father who is gold in colour resembles a gold dragon.  So a brass dragon is basically a dragon who is brass in colour....well there are differences in head shape and some terrain adaptations; but that's the basics of it all.  They all possess different breath weapons too, but I'd need a chart to really go through them all."

The ins and outs of dragons and their preferred habitats was a long and complex task and that's not even getting into some of the old stories, like the Silver dragon who was also a vampire, which Vythmiirik decided to avoid so as to not give Kara a panic over the topic.  She also didn't explain that sonic damage was really not fun, because unless you saw it then you probably wouldn't believe it.

She seems a little embarrassed at that but cheers up a bit and bows her head too "Maybe, we'll have to see how things go" she replies slightly teasing, but otherwise still polite.

[Kara]

“Ohhh…” said Kara, finally understanding. “Damn. Impressive though. Most of us mammals get ‘brown’ or ‘tan’ or ‘gray’ or whatever. Nothing interesting and bold like metals.”

She wondered if they were somehow ranked or put into a caste system based on color, but it seemed rude to ask. And if Vythmiirik’s father had been gold, was it genetic? What dragons made what? She got the sense that the question was too complicated to be answered in a weaver’s shop during a business transaction.

“I suppose we will. But given how this shopping trip has gone, I’m ready to be surprised.”

She gave another respectful half-bow, mentally preparing herself to return back into the wider world and then into the one that she knew. If there were vampires visiting again in the evening, Lady Talisa would need her back and ready to serve as a thrall rather than pretend to be a common werewolf.

“Thanks for the scarf. I’ll be looking forward to the next ones.”

She turned to use the door, pausing with her hand on the knob in case Vythmiirik had anything else to say.

[Vythmiirik]

Vythmiirik nods "Indeed, though I find your fur quite interesting too, seeing as I have none myself" she replied, looking quite interested at the dark colours.

Dragonborn genetics were indeed complex and dragon genetics even more so, so if Vythmiirik had known that Kara was thinking about it, she might have despaired and dragged the werewolf to the library to find appropriate books on the subject.  Thankfully, as it remained unvoiced, she did not.

"There's one thing about this city, and that is that surprises are something that occurs quite often around here."  It was true and Vythmiirik had lived here all her life and she still found strange things happening all over the place, really it was a wonder that this place functioned at all when you thought about it logically.  But then again, logic was something that didn't need to be used somewhere like this where magic was just another every day part of life, even when you couldn't see it.

Vythmiirik made another formal bow in return to Kara's own and smiled.

"Indeed, well I have several ideas, I hope you will find them all to your liking. Safe travels and remember you are always welcome to come visit should you have the need"