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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber haws on her sword, still cleaning it and without even looking at Sage she says "I dunno maybe in the 17-19 body range?and like a 50 year old brain?" She jokes "No but in all seriousness I think you might be 18? Wait no 19? No no 17? Imma settle on 17!" She laughed at herself She looks up to the sky and whistles
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Sage, male, dragon freer He clapped for a moment. "That's actually pretty impressive. Most people think I'm in my early twenties." He grinned. "I may have a 50 year old brain though, not gonna lie. When you see the things I see and do some of the things I've done, you get real mature mentally real quick."
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Amber, female, dragon tamer she quickly glances at Sage before scanning the sky again "I am good at guessing, I guess right 95% of the time. I got used to reading body language and I can guess when and what people might do" she whistles again and puts her sword away
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Sage, male, dragon freer He grunted. "That's helpful. I mean, I cant do it all the time, I can really only guess correctly about body language when I'm fighting." He crawled over on his hands and knees to the fire and added some more wood to it, figuring the dragons would be back soon. Fire Storm would most likely have food - it would probably be fish, but oh well. He took a stick and began drawing in the dirt, bored since he wasnt really doing anything and his energy was coming back now that the pain in his side was fading.
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber gasps "WE'RE HAVING A FEST TONIGHT!" She half screams. Amber gets up and starts dancing wildly around the little fire while half helping Sage keep it alight. She playfully yet gently shoves Sage over "Stop, your going to hurt yourself more!" She sings while laughing. Edited at November 6, 2021 01:35 PM by L.C123
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Sage, male, dragon freer He yelps and then snorts at himself. He allows Amber to push him away, although he did complain a bit. "How am I going to hurt myself more by putting wood on the fire," he chuckles. He scrambles out of the way as Fire Storm dropped a huge buck down almost on top of him. "Thanks for the heads up," he yells up at her. "Sorry! Carrying both Gigi and food was hard," she shouts back. "Well then come down and set Gigi down if it's so hard for goodness sake."He grabs the buck and drags it over to the fire, where he begins to gut and skin it to prepare it for eating. "Thing is fuckin huge," he muttered.
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber laughs slightly "oh boy you are not ready for this!" Nymeria swoops down and lands beside Amber while Smaug and Kayda coming running back from the directions they left in. Both dragons have plenty of food with them. Smaug has a moose and plenty of fish while Kayda has two pigs and four chickens. Amber can't help but smile proudly at her dragons "A feast for for a King!" She declares while sitting down beside Sage and helping him skin the animals
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Sage, male, dragon freer His jaw drops when the dragons come back with all of their prey. "Holy shit! That's more food than I've seen all year!" Apparently there were perks to having more than just 2 hunters. But if the rest of the community figures out Amber has talked to me and hasn't turned me in, she'll get in major trouble. I'm sure she knows this, so why is she still here?
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Amber, female, dragon tamer -Where is he from? Why doesn't he have a treehouse or something!? These trees are fucking massive!! Ooohhhh this piece of meat looks delicious!..Back to the point Amber!- Amber looks like she is having a conniption but all she is doing is arguing in her head. -Does he have family? I know he has Fire Storm and baby Gigi but like human family?- Amber realises she is staring Sage out of it and quickly goes back to skinning the meat -Should I ask him? No no NO! I won't we are getting along, I want to keep it that way but I might get him in trouble, slow him down maybe I should go? After dinner I might-
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sage, male, dragon freer Sage had noticed Amber was thinking hard about something. I wonder what shes thinking about? Oh well. I suppose her thoughts are her thoughts. He busied himself cleaning the moose and ignored her stare.
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