goldvested (
goldvested) wrote in
dear_mun2014-03-07 11:42 pm
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hesitantly voicetesting
Finally showing your face, scribe? I thought you had been scared off, like the pathetic dwarves I ran off from my mountain--[An idle flick of his tail, gold coins flying as Smaug resettles.] But tell me, what was it that brought you back to the true King Under the Mountain’s side?
Not loyalty, not gold -- was it simply curiosity? Boredom? There are not so many as grand as I, it’s true, surely it is thus that has drawn you forth like a moth to flame.
[He draws a breath, mouth parting upon the flickering lick of flame behind curved teeth, smoke curling from between lips and the dragon’s flaring nostrils.]
And yet you still smell nauseatingly of dwarf.
Not loyalty, not gold -- was it simply curiosity? Boredom? There are not so many as grand as I, it’s true, surely it is thus that has drawn you forth like a moth to flame.
[He draws a breath, mouth parting upon the flickering lick of flame behind curved teeth, smoke curling from between lips and the dragon’s flaring nostrils.]
And yet you still smell nauseatingly of dwarf.
