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Who: a draconic thief and you!
When: i'm flexible with the days as long as it's after the full moon! diy!
Where: a dragon's underground den.
What: an open log for those signing up for the city-wide wanted quest!
Warnings: will add as they come! a note that eren will not attack anyone unless they steal from him— which, if you want to go that route, by all means hmu for plot!
ᴏᴏᴏ ʜᴇ's sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴ!!!!!
[ past the constraints of the bright wall and just before the wilde creeps into fresh plains, slums and farmlands with its frosty winter nip, lays a hole; a hole that seems too large to have been dug by a rabbit and can easily fit man or monster. if one has followed the incredible amount of scattered shedding (black scales with a scarlet-plum sheen, perhaps orange or gold depending on how light bounces from it), it leads them further down. many elders are sure to give tips if you ask: flattery will help you if you talk of liberty, bring something else that's sharp, that'll do it, i would bribe him with one of those fair-folk, haha, and perhaps oh, send him my cookies. whether either of those work or not, it needs to be tested!
the tunnels are identical to those made by miners, twisting and turning into different, multiple paths, some leading into scorched dead ends while others may only seem to take you lower . . . and lower, into more intricate corkscrew bends. some spots aren't all that dark, lit by runes carefully carved and enchanted to glow a deep orange, but those with less of a knack for seeing in dark places might do well with an extra source of light, no harm done. if successfully navigated, intruders will find an opening that spans into a large, large den, one expected to be the interior of a mountainside. the cavern is impressive in size and sculpted entirely by claw, molded by spine and reinforced with dragon flame. the ceilings are high and the floors— that might be a problem.
the floors harbor an ocean of sharp objects that create mountains, piling up to nearly half the wall of the entire dome— heaps of any kind of knife, long blade, spear, needle, gardening and construction tools, broken glass, ceramic and . . . that's a piece of paper, yes. anything that has a fine, dangerous cutting or stabbing point is hoarded here, the product of a monster's growth of over a year (and counting). the dragon, though, the dragon may not be instantly seen unless one looks so very hard for two pairs of glistening, crystal-blue horns protruding out of the mass— or, perhaps, you'll want to play it safe and look for the obsidian knives in a literal haystack of knives. ]
When: i'm flexible with the days as long as it's after the full moon! diy!
Where: a dragon's underground den.
What: an open log for those signing up for the city-wide wanted quest!
Warnings: will add as they come! a note that eren will not attack anyone unless they steal from him— which, if you want to go that route, by all means hmu for plot!
ᴏᴏᴏ ʜᴇ's sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴ!!!!!
[ past the constraints of the bright wall and just before the wilde creeps into fresh plains, slums and farmlands with its frosty winter nip, lays a hole; a hole that seems too large to have been dug by a rabbit and can easily fit man or monster. if one has followed the incredible amount of scattered shedding (black scales with a scarlet-plum sheen, perhaps orange or gold depending on how light bounces from it), it leads them further down. many elders are sure to give tips if you ask: flattery will help you if you talk of liberty, bring something else that's sharp, that'll do it, i would bribe him with one of those fair-folk, haha, and perhaps oh, send him my cookies. whether either of those work or not, it needs to be tested!
the tunnels are identical to those made by miners, twisting and turning into different, multiple paths, some leading into scorched dead ends while others may only seem to take you lower . . . and lower, into more intricate corkscrew bends. some spots aren't all that dark, lit by runes carefully carved and enchanted to glow a deep orange, but those with less of a knack for seeing in dark places might do well with an extra source of light, no harm done. if successfully navigated, intruders will find an opening that spans into a large, large den, one expected to be the interior of a mountainside. the cavern is impressive in size and sculpted entirely by claw, molded by spine and reinforced with dragon flame. the ceilings are high and the floors— that might be a problem.
the floors harbor an ocean of sharp objects that create mountains, piling up to nearly half the wall of the entire dome— heaps of any kind of knife, long blade, spear, needle, gardening and construction tools, broken glass, ceramic and . . . that's a piece of paper, yes. anything that has a fine, dangerous cutting or stabbing point is hoarded here, the product of a monster's growth of over a year (and counting). the dragon, though, the dragon may not be instantly seen unless one looks so very hard for two pairs of glistening, crystal-blue horns protruding out of the mass— or, perhaps, you'll want to play it safe and look for the obsidian knives in a literal haystack of knives. ]
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[ the stealing from the wrong person part, right— that goes ignored. the real point is if a bunch of obsidian knives went missing from his hoard. eren’s snout edges into the pile he’s in, a long, forked blue tongue slithering out from behind his teeth for a headcount. knife count, actually. ]
Then it’d really mean someone stole from the wrong person.
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...right? ]
I don't need to tell you you can't just take every pointy object you come across, right? That poor bastard probably has mouths to feed. If you're gonna take all his product, at least pay him for it. You are filthy fucking rich now, aren't you?
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perhaps this is ode to the respect he has for him. ]
How much more does he want?
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[ this has to be the lizard brain talking. he briefly wonders if it's just a lost cause at this point. ]
And a little extra for the trouble. Consider it a "sorry I stole your shit" fee.
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Maybe I should get an extra knife for the “Sorry I left my things in the middle of the street” fee.
[ he’s being cheeky isn’t he! but separating some scales, regardless, as he grumbles. ]
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[ haha, he's just kidding.
or is he? ]
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Why did you come down here?
[ just some quiet musing. ]
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[ haha, more jokes!! very funny. he will take the scales, though. he definitely does not look pleased to be touching pieces of dead dragon skin. absolutely disgusting. ]
There's no hidden motive, if that's what you're asking. The guy posted an ad, and I had a feeling I knew who the culprit was.
[ Eren's the only lizard person he knows. for now, anyway. ]
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I'm surprised you're still calling me that, to be honest. Seems like it's more patronizing than anything at this point.
[ not that he cares. just an observation. ]
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My choices . . . Don't change what I think. I still respect you.
[ he couldn't see himself calling levi by his name, still. ]
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[ his head tilts to the side, considering. (or pretending to consider? who knows.) ]
I must not have burned you too badly in all that time, then. Good to know.
[ all the time he doesn't remember, that is. ]
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I knew what it was all for. [ just don’t expect him to come back so easy!! ] I can make beds better than what I’ve seen.
[ sitcom laughter because he sleeps in a cave ]