"With my honor, I soar above the skies of Mondstadt."
- Not new to RP, but new to #GIRP
- Post Story portrayal.
- Very SFW. Please.
Likely not. Even if Dvalin is very close to a son for the bard, such statements are more often discovered by the dragon himself. His winds do not reach the far corners as the Archon's does, but a little bit of news is always available if he chooses to listen.
Dvalin in the (c)
heavens above.
There is no hesitation to him making an occasional wide loop into the skies or the corkscrew forward. Indicating no matter how much time may pass, flight was the gift to his existence as well as his joy.
He began to slow down as the surroundings began to get (c)
“To be able to enjoy the gift of flight is a wondrous one. I will be heading to Dragonspine.”
He says, a hint of delight in his voice to see someone else who also holds such an ability.
His wings are raised into the air, displaying its glorious gem-like patterns. A (c)
to forge."
And to show that point. He opens his mouth just enough to show sharp teeth that are at least about half the size of Wanderer's whole body. Gleaming like the blade of a greatsword. Perhaps it will be a disappointment to this stranger. For the answer was not of (c)
pride.
He closed his mouth before continuing.
"And while it may be difficult to believe, but I was a much smaller entity than now when I have faced Durin. And Durin, was much bigger than my current size... Now, I would like us to visit somewhere. If you would like, I (c)
"Indirectly, yes. It is. For if the war was all that had been spoken of Durin, he would only be remembered as calamity among those of this land."
He does give a little amused huff when the traver is spoken of.
"The tales of the Traveler as well I see. I am that very dragon (c)
they speak of. With the name of Stormterror, I had wrecked havoc to the very city I devoted myself to..."
It didn't matter much if the stranger had known or not. He still reiterates anyway.
"And the reason I had been, was because I had drunk Durin's blood a little too much (c)
“While there is nothing I know regarding the matter, the relayed news already speaks of how you have at least witnessed it yourself. That holds value to me.”
He lowered himself down to keep his head level with this stranger's eyes. He started to speak.
"I have first met (c)
protect the Anemo Archon's city."
While it wasn't possible to read Dvalin's expression on the matter. There was faint grief speaking about it as a whole. Even after all this time, it was still on thie dragons's mind.
"Though that would not be an explanation to why (c)



