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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Dec 28, 2013 20:08:30 GMT -5
One of the large cave like rooms in the Dragonpit, this is where Azuria usually stays and sleeps when she is in Kings Landing. She is bound by a large chain on the back of the wall that allows her to move freely within her room as well as the floor of the Dragonpit with the other dragons.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 1:33:47 GMT -5
Varryn made his way into Azuria's section of the dragonpit, glancing around slowly to avoid any surprises. Surprises were definitely bad with dragons.
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 1:40:14 GMT -5
Aemon was already there after receiving a message from his cousin concerning the man's foolhardy trip up north. He has saddled Azuria who was just in the process of finishing up her favorite snack of half a pig. "Cousin. I was wondering if you where still going to show up for this quest of yours." He says with a slight chuckle.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 1:42:11 GMT -5
"When have you ever known me to think of something stupid, and then turn away?" Varryn chuckled in return, although he was usually fairly cautious with matters. "Ah, she's eaten, excellent. I might arrive at Karhold with all limbs attached."
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 1:52:38 GMT -5
"Just keep all arms and legs securely behind the neck." Aemon says with a laugh, Azuria brings her head up and eyes the man with mild interest and resumes her snack.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 1:55:57 GMT -5
Varryn nodded, circling around Azuria slowly before approaching her, midway along her body. He reaches a hand out slowly, tracing the pattern of her scales. "Magnificent beasts, aren't they?"
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 2:01:40 GMT -5
Azuria turns her head around and gives Varryn an icy glare that sends a shiver down the man's spine. "I would not call them beasts, despite any compliment that is beforehand." Aemon interjects laying a hand on his dragon's neck and patting it slightly. "Some of them do not appreciate it." He says with a smile as the dragon takes the last bite of pig and moves her head over to take a drink from a nearby well of water.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 2:05:32 GMT -5
"Ah, creatures. My apologies, Azuria. Men are but beasts, and even we Targaryens are nothing to dragons. She has many strong children, good fighters." Varryn paced a little further along the dragons side, towards her shoulders.
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 2:11:06 GMT -5
Aemon leans back against the wall next to the chain with a slight frown on his face wondering who was doing the inspection here. "Aye." He responds. "Well enough of that." he says approaching her and unlocking the clasp on her collar that kept her chained to the wall. "Lets see if you can ride her." He says jumping up onto the saddle and strapping himself into the chains there.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 2:27:15 GMT -5
Varryn nodded as he finished admiring her, though a look of uncertainty flashed across his face. "Is there a process for a first time, or just.. climb on up?"
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 2:31:49 GMT -5
"Well, we can go outside first so that there is more room to maneuver, but with me up here you can just climb up." Aemon states as he whips Azuria into motion out of the cave.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 2:33:58 GMT -5
Varryn follows them out, looking around at the dragonpit for the thousandth time with a bit of wonder. With a final look of caution at Aemon, Varryn tried to climb onto Azuria's back.
(Expert Dragon Handling, if needed.)
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 3:08:06 GMT -5
As Varryn goes to step onto Azuria there is a slight rumbling in her chest cavity at the added weight of the man that she hardly knew. Aemon leaned down and patted the side of her neck reassuringly and to give her comfort, as the rumbling subsides Aemon gives Varryn the signal that he can continue on to sit on a smaller saddle that was situated behind Aemon's own saddle.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 3:10:55 GMT -5
Varryn tried to remain relaxed as she rumbled, and set himself down into the smaller saddle with a sigh as she quieted. "How long should it take to reach Karhold?"
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 3:24:37 GMT -5
"Five and half days, if the wind is in our favor and we don't get lost." Aemon replies taking a piece of parchment out of the bag attached to his saddle and looking it over for a brief instant.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 3:28:53 GMT -5
Varryn reaches into the pack he's brought along and pulls out a rolled map. "Here, this should prove to be useful. My mother gave it to me before she left, said it would always guide us home. It has enough landmarks to get us to Karhold."
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 3:34:49 GMT -5
"I thank you cousin, but I prefer my own map." He says holding up the piece of parchment Thwhich consisted of a roughly drawn out map with notes and the like covering it. Varryn can see that the piece of parchment was folded in itself in a way that a dot symbolizing Kings Landing at a bottom corner with the rest of the visible part consisting of what appears to be the North. "I'm not an artist by any means, but it does its job as a reminder." He says cracking his whip to signal Azuria to take flight.
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Post by Varryn Targaryen on Jan 3, 2014 3:37:51 GMT -5
Varryn stowed his map away quickly and prepared for the long flight, grateful he did not have to ride horseback, or go by boat. "Function over fancy."
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Jan 3, 2014 3:42:41 GMT -5
Aemon only nods as they are brought up into the air by the large wing beats of Azuria as she climbs up into the clouds and the chill of the air rushing past them as Azuria makes her way northerly.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too