Snippet #1592154

It was rather abrupt, this morning. Even through the brief breakfast Dara had to give himself light slaps on the face to keep his eyes open. It was easier to do so once the sun hit his eyes, but it would be a lie to say the harsh light didn’t irritate him. The night brought a dreamless sleep, meaning that to Dara it felt as if time simply skipped ahead, bringing the next day all too quickly for him. Whatever complaint he might have however would have to be put aside for obvious reasons.

As they came upon the coliseum the draconic man had to concede his own opinions for a moment and marvel at its grandeur. He had never laid eyes on the most infamous place in the entire kingdom; it was a far cry from the smaller venues he had fought at these past few years. All the while on their trip hear Dara wondered where Jacob was. It was Sylvani who woke them and led them here; when they had arrived she explained briefly that Mr. Sunshine couldn’t make it, which made Dara ponder what could possibly keep a man like that away.

She also made it a point to get more acquainted with their healers, naming someone Pandora as his. At this he raised a brow and looked to the healers there. One was the half-elf, whom he recalled was named…Kaydrin? Keylin? He had not the attention at the time to embed the name into his brain, regardless it obviously wasn’t Pandora. He noticed the absence of a couple of healers, but rather than questioning thier whereabouts he focused on the only other one in their presence. The woman who tended to him the previous day, from that it was simple to deduce her identity.

Once again he checked the functionality of his arm, as he predicted it was still sore, but largely healed. When Sylvani said that she would be best matched with him he recalled the healer mentioning her knowing of the draconic healing factor, so with that in mind Dara surmised that Sylvani’s statement wasn’t an exaggeration. The Ice-Queen gave them water canteens, which Dara was thankful for, as he helped himself to a few sips he noted that the water wasn’t cool, but he was satisfied nonetheless.

Dara returned his attention to the healer self-assigned to him, and decided to head the advice given to him and get acquainted with her, “Well, I assume you caught my name being Dara from the Ice-Queen just as I caught yours so we can get that part out of the way,” he attempted a half-smile. “By the way, yesterday you seemed to know well enough of my draconic attributes. Out of curiosity just how much do you know about draconians?” He saw no harm in asking that of her, he wanted to see how good of a match for him as a healer she truly was. Not that it mattered that much to him, but it would be nice to know if there was any advantage to gain from this.