Drinks With Dragons

"Drinks With Dragons" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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Nayro double checked that it was the correct place, that this was indeed Blunt's bar, and wandered in, eager to take up the offer of drinks that the man had made about a week ago. He was just glad he was no longer on Haligan, with how cold it would be up there within a few months, and how much of a danger magnet the place was.
He wandered up to the bar and took a seat, taking his hood off and beginning to ponder what he'd even want to drink.
moe-lazyeye
There was a small sign on the bar next to the large, bent over, and partially snoozing man behind the counter. It read ‘due to personal reason. the tender will be drunk this week.’ 
Blunt sniffed and looked up as the dragon half breed entered, and set aside a large mug of beer, that had the appearance of a small barrel above any cup, and sniffed once. “Hey what can I...oh...it’s you. Nan- Neb-...Uh....” He clicked his fingers a few times before snapping them in his direction. “Nayro. How’s it going sexy, pull up a stool.” 
furibotgd
The dragon chuckled at Blunt's odd greeting and waved. "Glad you remember me. Lovely to see you again as well. Give me whatever drink you think is appropriate, I'm not choosy." He said with a grin. "How are you, Mr. Blunt?"
moe-lazyeye
“Phew...” Blunt shook his head once as he poured him a fresh beer and leaned on the counter. “I’ve been better.” He took a long sip, and then paused, looked at it, and then rolled his eyes as he set it down and went to grab a fresh mug. “Case in point.”
He poured yet another draft and this time it actually ended up in Nayro’s hands. “And you?”
furibotgd
"Peachy, actually. Little bit terrified of being on Haligan ever again, but otherwise, enjoying my travels as always." He took a large sip of the drink and licked his lips. "This stuff's a little different than the stuff at the party. Weird taste. Still okay though."
Nayro tapped his claws on the mug thoughtfully and grinned. "Do you have anything unique in terms of drink here? Don't worry, I can pay for it."
moe-lazyeye
Blunt blinked heavily a few times, and then shot an inhale of oxygen to his brain to clear his thoughts. “Oh...yeah let me have a look. That right there is just a standard beer draft. The stuff at the party was bubble tea spiked with vodka so the taste will definitely be different. Let me see here...”
Blunt rummage under the counter. “Yeah...Hilagan was a bad scene wasn’t it? But I’m glad the night fury issue and Rhenco alike have been dealt with. Hopefully for good.” He straightened up. “I got my own experimental brew here, and some fancy shit I decided to buy after my cousin took it upon himself to line my pockets a bit...”
furibotgd
"Oh yes, I'd love to give that a try. Both of them." Nayro chuckled with a smile, then drank down the rest of the beer. "It sure is handy to have a stomach like mine sometimes. I can handle all sorts of stuff."
moe-lazyeye
“You don’t say?” Blunt mused as he made a note on a piece of parchment, and poured both brews into separate containers and set it in front of him. “I suppose that makes sense.”
He rested his elbows on the table. “So darling, I believe you’ve now officially seen the other side to this rebellion. The side that tends to clean up the rest of the continents problems. Some would say trouble finds us. I say that’s true. But it always ends up being to said troubles undoing...still...it can get rough.” 
furibotgd
"I drank lava once." Nayro told Blunt with a bit of a proud grin. "And even that's a little impressive where I come from." He chuckled, reaching for a drink. "Anyway. Trouble indeed seems to find you guys."
Nayro picked up one of the other drinks, paused, and put it down. "I should pay first. How much are these?" He pulled a rather small red bag out of an inside pocket on his jacket.
moe-lazyeye
Blunt reached around behind him to pat a wooden sign which listed the appropriate coinage amount for each drink, and then set an empty mug meant for dropped payments in front of him.
"Appreciated." He said. "I prefer tabs paid sober anyway. Lava huh...that's something else. I bet that burned on it's way back out."
furibotgd
Nayro reached into the bag and pulled out an appropriate amount of gold coins, making sure he had enough, then dropped them in the cup. "Sorry if a gem got in there by mistake. They tend to all mix together." He chuckled. "Hope it isn't too much trouble if a ruby or something is in there."
He put the bag away and grabbed the fancy drink first, sniffing at it and taking a drink. He seemed pleased with it. "Quite delicious. And as for the lava, yes....it did burn a bit. Not the most pleasant thing, but I did get some bragging rights. My family is known to be pretty gutsy, at least. Had to keep up at least one family tradition." He took another sip.
moe-lazyeye
Blunt peered into the payment mug, not sure if he was making sure that Nayro hadn’t overpaid him, and also curious at the notion of a rare gem ending up among the coin. “No trouble at all. We did well for ourselves establishing a coin system the last twenty five years...but Ragnarok hit all that pretty hard. You could drop silk, a truffle, or anything of basic trade value and I’d accept it.”
He drank another gulp of his beer. “So drinking lava is a tradition? What else do they do on that island of yours?”
furibotgd
Nayro took one last sip of the fancy drink and then moved to inspect the other mug, seeming intrigued at Blunt's brew. "Mm, yes. Drinking lava is sort of a big ish thing. My family is just very good at it."
He took a drink, licking his lips some more, pondering. "Well, one of my favorite traditions was the festival every year. We'd let off fireworks to celebrate. I sat on the roof with my siblings and mom every year when I was younger. It was always my favorite, and I rather miss it sometimes."
moe-lazyeye
Blunt slid a few mugs to a handful of other patrons, and his eyes turned towards the door as if he were waiting for someone.
He turned back to Nayro. "I'm still amazed you all lived the way you were able to under Central's nose...most weren't the lucky..."
furibotgd
Nayro absently moved a hand to hold his pendant, seeming to drift in thought a little.
"Yes, I've been learning just how horrid they are there. It's a good thing my little island is so far away, in the middle of nowhere." He murmured. "At least they're out of the way of most things. One of the reasons Aestreovar has been so safe for so long."
He took another long sip of the drink. "Good drink you have here. Perhaps some day I can take you to my home and show you the drink we have there. My treat. And uh... no lava for you." He winked a magenta eye at Blunt.
moe-lazyeye
"I've swallowed hotter liquids before I'm sure." Blunt returned the wink easily, and then gave a small grimace, and refilled his mug.
furibotgd
Nayro snorted and nearly spit out his drink, coughing a little. "Good Aes above-" He started laughing. "Hotter... liquids!" He wheezed. He spent a minute or so recovering and then shook his head, still giggling.
He may or may not have understood whatever joke was there.
Nayro cleared his throat a little. "Ahem. Sorry. That was hilarious. Anyway. Uh, are you... okay? Not that it's my business, you just seem... bothered."
moe-lazyeye
“Oh um…” Blunt tapped the mug he was holding on the counter. “Just…waiting for someone. Even though their not getting here today…bad night for the boyfriend to have a long shift is all…but such is the life of a personally invested bodyguard.”
Nayro nodded slowly. “I see. You’re just missing someone right now. Understandable.” He took a last long sip of his drink and put the mug down. “I liked both of those, although I’m not sure which I’d prefer more. Both are delicious.”
He gave Blunt an encouraging smile. “I do hope you’ll continue to make interesting drinks like that. I’d say you’re rather good.”
Jun 19, 2020
“Well thanks sweetheart.” Blunt sighed as he rested a chin in his hand, his eyes tired and distant. “So where are you off to after this?”
Jun 19, 2020
Nayro went very quiet, seeming unsure. “I don’t know. And it’s not the same not knowing as in I’ll just wander till something catches my attention. It’s more… I’m not sure what I want to do at all. I’m getting more homesick by the day, but it’s also the last place I want to be. I’m confused. And feeling a little lost.” He sighed, resting his head on crossed arms.
Jun 19, 2020
“Boy to I fucking feel that.” Blunt lifted his glass in solidarity. “To feeling lost and confused…so…why the aversion to home if you love it so much?”
Jun 19, 2020
Nayro was quiet for a long while, until Blunt probably thought he wouldn’t answer. He held his pendant yet again, turning it over in his hands and staring at it.
“Because I don’t want the responsibility waiting for me there.” He stated. “I never have, and it’s why I ran away in the first place. Why I left, just before they could trap me.” He stared at the inscription he’d carved into the back of the gold pendant in his language sadly. “I love my home but sometimes it felt like a prison in the making.”
Jun 19, 2020
Blunt gave him a partially drunk once over with his eyes, and then thought of the casual mention of the gems. At first he thought it might have been a humble brag. But now he had another theory. 
“Nayro…” He said. “Are you…royalty?” 
Jun 19, 2020
Nayro’s pupils thinned for a moment and then he hissed slightly, nervous. “N-no, that’s ridiculous. Me? I’m-” He spluttered. “I’m just a traveler, a musician. I don’t…” 
He sighed in defeat and put a hand over his face, knowing full well that he was pretty much caught, especially after such a pathetic attempt at a lie. “Yes.” He whispered. “I am. Please, don’t… don’t be weird about it.” He tapped a finger on the edge of the pendant. He seemed rather nervous now.
Jun 19, 2020
Blunt sniffed and shrugged. “My boyfriend almost boned the former King and I hang out with royalty all the time because of his job. You’re in casual company here, so drink up and relax.”
He held up a finger. “But I’d stash the pointedly crafted, royal, pendant under your shirt. Because if drunk me could make the connection, sober anyone else will to.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “So…escaping the deary life of a monarch who’s responsible for everyone huh?”  
Jun 19, 2020
He stared at Blunt and slowly tucked the pendant into his shirt where he normally kept it out of sight. “I… see. Yeah. Uh… I’m a… yeah a prince. The prince. But I never wanted to be. And when it got close to when I’d take over, I uh… got cold feet and dipped, as you may say. I’m hoping that by the time I ever return, my younger sister will have taken over.”
He felt a bit sick saying it out loud, and shrunk on his stool. “I know it’s kind of… a cowardly, selfish thing to do. But I… I needed freedom.”
Jun 20, 2020
Blunt gave a long sigh as he rolled the bottom rim of his mug around. “I bailed on my village in light of my father’s death. Grabbed everything he had of value and wiped. Some of it was a quest for revenge. Some of it was freedom like what you were talking about…but I think mostly it was because I was an asshole. So I get all that…”
Jun 20, 2020
“The only things I took was some clothes, money, and the pendant.” Nayro murmured. “And yet I still feel so… gross. I love being free, and I’d never go back. Yet I can only see disappointed faces.”
He picked up the first mug and held it out at Blunt, silently asking for more alcohol. “Sorry for dumping my problems on you again, good sir. I did it last time too. Guess I’m just leaking.”
He was trying to hide the tears rolling down his face now, awkwardly looking away.
Jun 20, 2020
“Damn buddy, cheer up there.” Blunt said as he produced a handkerchief from his pocket in a motion that was smoother than the silk of the material, and handed it to him. “No one should have to be forced into a life they do not want. Have you checked up on them at all? To see how things are going in your absence? If things are going well then maybe everyone in fairing fine without you leadership wise.”
Jun 20, 2020
Nayro shook his head and wiped the tears away, sniffing. “I haven’t gone back since I left. I’m afraid to even go close. I have no idea how they’re doing.” He gently put the handkerchief on the bar with a sigh. “Maybe I should. I just don’t know if I can.”
He sighed and rubbed a hand over his head in frustration. “I just wish I could be out here without a nagging feeling in the back of my mind. It’s just been getting worse, especially since what happened on Haligan. It’s… annoying. You’re right, I shouldn’t be forced to go there, to stay there, to sit in fancy clothes and organize people, and I don’t want to! But it won’t leave me alone!” He ended it with a small frustrated huff and he smacked the bar a little.
“I apologize, that was… rude of me.” Nayro muttered. “I’m sorry for ranting, somewhat… loudly…” He shrunk with embarrassment, small silvery swirls glowing around his hands.
Jun 20, 2020
Blunt eyed the swirls carefully as he poured him another drink. “The past always is part of the present until its resolved. Until you find a way to feel peace about the matter, it’ll hound you…”
He sat down with a sigh. “And no worries about the talk. That’s what bars are for…What about a letter? Maybe you could contact them and see how their doing that way.”
Jun 20, 2020
Nayro grabbed the drink and gulped it down in one go, putting the mug down and sighing again. He blew two little streams of smoke, baring his teeth for a moment.
“The island is closed off from the world. No letters I send would go there. Trust me. It’s hard to find.”
The silver was beginning to spread, and if he noticed it he didn’t say anything, but he was shaking slightly.
“I don’t know how I’ll make peace with this. I’d honestly rather get stepped on by Fenr- uh… something large then return there and see how they think of me, then sit on that stuffy old throne, then have to-” He went quiet, head in hands. “It’s just such a mess.”
Jun 21, 2020
“Then have tooooo?” Blunt circled a finger, and glanced down again. “Also…what ever it is your hands are doing, just make sure it doesn’t break anything okay? The party went well in regards to income but I’m still just a small joint and Stones is the breadwinner in this situation.” 
Jun 21, 2020
Nayro seemed to notice his hands for the first time and let out a yelp of alarm, frantically shaking his hands as if to get rid of the glow. “Ugh, again? Sorry.” The silver didn’t disappear entirely, and he seemed bothered by that, but sighed and relaxed a little when it was lessened.
“Uh, anyway. Then have to do all those dumb king things. Your friend knew a king well, I’m sure you know what kind of stuff I mean. Bless babies, and crops, and listen to people’s complaints and suggestions all day long.” Nayro shook his head with a small amused snort.
“I remember sitting with my dad when he had to do that. It was so dull. And everyone wanted to talk to Var. Everyone had a problem that needed fixing. Everyone’s neighbor stole a chicken.” He rolled his eyes.
Jun 21, 2020
“Mmm…” Blunt rubbed his chin. “So whatcha got there?” He asked in reference to the sliver mist. 
Jun 21, 2020
“Oh.” Nayro slowly looked down at his claws again. The silvery swirls still clung to his hands, sparkling softly. “Uh, magic.” He mumbled.
“Have you never seen magic before? Remember the instrument I played for you at the party? Magic.” He even summoned a small flute, the small thing sitting in his hands. It looked ghostly, yet was solid, swirling in multicolored wisps.
Jun 21, 2020
Blunt remembered requesting that a greater demon stop possessing a King who had supposedly been killed by a blast of fire, so that she could help keep his boyfriend alive after he had traveled to hel and back through a magic lake, and the image of a giant witch destroying the entirety of Perch Hall, not to mention his own, dead, grandfather coming back to life in a new, Odin crafted body. 
“Um…magic? Only a little.” He said, and then motioned towards the flute. “It looks pretty nice…anyways…how long have you been gone friend?” 
Jun 21, 2020
"From my home? Ab-bout twenty years." He told Blunt. The flute flickered and disappeared, The silver beginning to grow again. It lit up his scales in an almost unnatural way.
He let out a soft noise and shut his eyes, seeming to make some sort of effort for a moment. The silver again shrunk a little, but didn't go away and still spread. He opened his eyes again, smiling at Blunt, albeit somewhat uneasy.
"Ju-just wandering, seeing s-sights, learning languages and c-cultures, and all sorts of things. I enjoy it. Be-best years of m-my life. I used to keep a journal. C-can't remember where I lost it though."
Blunt rubbed the back of his neck. “Twenty years? Man…” He noticed the dragons distress, and hopped over the bar. “Hey man, come on over here, there’s a couch you should probably take a break on…”
He guided him over to help him sit on something a little more stable than a bar stool. “That’s quite a while…and you really look torn up over this. It may be time to go make amends and check up on people. You can also bail later if things go wrong.” 
@furibotgd
Jun 21, 2020
Nayro sat down on the couch, curling up a little with a sigh. “No, no, I feel fine. I’m not going back. I just…”
The silver continued creeping up his arms and was peering up through the neck of his shirt, and he shook all the more, trying to fight it as it seemed to take him over slowly.
“I-” Blunt began to swim in his vision, and he was dizzy. Very dizzy. “Don’t… don’t… worry-” He grabbed Blunt’s hand with his claws. “I can’t- it-”
He went limp against the couch, losing his grip on Blunt’s hand and his whole body being encased by the silver magic. His eyes went white and glowing, and under his shirt the pendant could be seen glowing slightly.
He didn’t seem in pain, just… gone. Very faint whispering could be heard from the dragon.
It only lasted a minute, the silver vanishing as if it had never been there and Nayro returned to normal, just sitting there. He stared around, dazed.
“Okay. Shorter than usual.” He whispered, seeming relieved.
Jun 21, 2020
Blunt would have been far more surprised by this if he hadn’t been totally numb by his own intake of beer. And lots of it. 
“Holy…” He checked the dragon over. “What on earth was that? And don’t just say magic.” 
Jun 21, 2020
Nayro opened his mouth for a moment, then closed it again. He glanced at Blunt, down at his hands, and back up again.
“Uh…” He mumbled. “Stuff. It… it’s nothing, happens all the time. Perfectly fine.” He tried to stand but failed, and settled back into the couch. “Nice couch you have. Very comfy.”
He shrunk a little under Blunt’s slightly bewildered expression, and tapped his claws together nervously with a small grin.
Jun 21, 2020
Blunt spread his hands. “Come on man I’ve seen it all…Literally nothing can surprise me.” 
Jun 21, 2020
Nayro shrunk. “I don’t know what it is. It’s been with me for a long time, but after some recent stuff it started to pop up more. I get these… visions. Of things I’ve never seen. And then it leaves as fast as it pops up. And it’s… different than my normal magic.”
He sighed with a shrug and rubbed a hand through his white hair. “I don’t understand it at all. But hey. I can’t exactly ask for help from anyone here. And I aint going home. So… yeah. That’s it, really.”
Jun 21, 2020
Blunt leaned up against the wall as he nodded a little. “It’s quite a spot to be in Nayro…you might want to get that magic checked out though so you know what’s going on. As for your home…Stonegit always says to sleep on that kind of thing.”
Jun 21, 2020
The dragon wearily rubbed a hand over his face. “Yeah, okay. I’ll think about it. Sorry for um… lighting up in your bar. I didn’t know it would do that again.” He brought his hands together with a small smile. “At least it wasn’t a long one. Last time it was… way crazier. Saw a massive wolf eat up a whole building.” He chuckled. “Ridiculous.”
With a sigh, Nayro pulled out his small red bag and handed blunt a few more coins and a small diamond. “I would like to get very drunk. May I have more of those beer things? Doesn’t matter what it tastes like at this point. I just want to forget tonight.”
Jun 21, 2020
Blunt held up a finger as he stepped back to distractedly grab for another bottle. “Y-You saw a great wolf eating a building? N-Nayro I think you saw a vision of Fenrir. The deity that killed Odin, the one that almost killed Hel. What did you see this time?”
Jun 21, 2020
Nayro blinked. “Yeah, Fenrir. That’s what he’s called. I knew he looked familiar. Uh this one was real short. I saw like… uh…” He rubbed his claw along his brow, thinking.
“Uh… okay it’s fuzzy. But what I saw was some guy uh… there were two guys. One hit the other with a fireball. And the other guy didn’t get up. Everyone seemed… upset. Very upset. One guy yelled about a fish. Haddock, I believe. I… uh…” He shook his head slowly. “That’s all I saw.” Nayro blinked up at Blunt. “They’re all like this. Weird and fuzzy and things I shouldn’t know. Things I’ve never seen.”
Jun 22, 2020
Blunt hadn’t seen this event personally…but he knew it well. These revelations made him increasingly concerned that Nayro would see anything else. Things that were not meant to be known by few others outside of himself and Stonegit. 
“I know that event too…It was something else that happened in the early days of the rebellion as well…why would you be seeing these things?” 
Jun 22, 2020
“No idea.” Nayro shrugged. “But… are all the things I’ve ever seen… real? Like… uh the guy who disappeared into water? And um…” He rubbed a hand to his chin in thought.
“Ooh, one that stood out was a guy with a pole scratching names into a door. That was… interesting. And uh… some lady like… straight up dying for a black dragon. Um…”
He tapped his claws together. “These are all ones that… I saw that were the least fuzzy. I guess they’re real, huh. Weird.” He seemed thoughtful. “I don’t know why I’m seeing them. They just… they’re there.”
Jun 22, 2020
“Nyaro…” Blunt said hesitantly, and for a moment he finally forgot about everything that had driven him to drink that night…and the day before. “I think you’re seeing visions about the dawn of the rebellion…” He rubbed his chin. “When did this silver magic stuff start again? And where?”
Jun 22, 2020
Nayro shrugged. “Um… first one I remember was seeing the ocean from way up above my island. Didn’t just see it once, though. And as for where… I…” Nayro closed his eyes in thought.
“I was in bed, about to sleep, I was like… I dont know, eight? I never talked to anyone about it. I thought it was just… nothing. A dream. I’ve dismissed them as much for years. Even when I wandered the actual mainland, the places I’d seen these things in the visions, I figured it couldn’t be anything. But now… I- I don’t know.”
Jun 22, 2020
“Huh…” Blunt rubbed his chin again. He was still concerned by the idea of Nayro discovering things he ought not know. But he also supposed it couldn’t be helped. The first vision might have been related to them once again, it also could have been unrelated. The sight of the ocean from dragon back or flight was fairly common. “I’m not sure what to make of that but…well…I suppose just be sure to take care of yourself.” 
Jun 22, 2020
Nayro looked rather thoughtful and concerned. “Well, I still don’t want to go home, but maybe I have no choice. Who knows what this stuff might do to me, and there’s a good chance the answer is there.”
He curled in on himself a little, not happy. “I-” Nayro made an annoyed noise and made himself comfier on the couch. “I’ll think on it. Thank you, Mr. Blunt. For now, I… I just want to get very drunk.”
Jun 22, 2020
Blunt waved a hand as he passed him another drink, and then reached into his pocket to pull out a piece of parchment and quill. “The couch is yours for the night. And I’ll make you a tab so you can square up after you wake up.”
Jun 22, 2020
Nayro gave him a grateful smile and took a large sip of the beer. "I appreciate it. Great hospitality you have here. I shall drink into the night. And I'll be sure to give you my business in the future as well." He said with an already somewhat tipsy smile.
"To the future!" He called happily, gulping down the rest of the drink. "And to freedom." He quietly added afterward, already looking forward to his next drink.
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