[h1][color=Forestgreen]Tucker[/color], [color=burlywood]Darsi[/color], [color=burlywood]Dosi[/color], and [color=Steelblue]Tooth[/color][/h1]

"For the last time, Apollos, no, I am not a dragon rider."

Tucker remained mounted on the great blue serpent, which watched those around them with an uncaring glaze in her eyes. It took a step forward, seeing as the strange shouting half-primate had lowered it's metal sabers. Another mole-like creature was offering something to it. It's eyes no longer glazed with boredom, instead harboring a curious glint. She craned her neck and let her nose fall to the bowl and took a smell. Immediately she reeled back, rearing somewhat and forcing Tucker to drive her around the Dorak. The blue drake shook her whole body and seemed to shiver, but was otherwise okay. However, the loud half-primate once again got her attention. She got right up into Apollos' personal space, her large head taking in Apollo's scent as she kept walking, intent on pressing her snout into his sternum.

"Heel, Cali."

"Well, that's a dragon, and you're riding it." Apollos replied snidely "What's that supposed to make you, a lion tamer?" 

The drake stopped, growling lowly and turning back to face the man at the base of her shoulders. "Good girl, let's not set anyone off. I dont want you getting hurt."

At this point, Darsi, his purpose in life now set to getting the dragon high, wandered off into the tavern to find his sibling. "Azuza wharms..." He mumbled as he plodded towards the entrance. He gently placed the bowl of incense near the base of the door's frame, for reasons unknown. He stood back up and pushed forward. The door swung open as the intoxicated Dorak stumbled in, almost tripping onto the wooden floor beneath him. Most of the folks dotted around the stools and tables were peering out the front windows, wondering what all the commotion was outside. Darsi made a drunken bee-line through the central floor, bumping into tables and seated folks, too high to apologize. "Woodses evil!" He called out, snickering a bit before ending up right in front of Dosi, seated at the bar, alongside an unfamiliar lizard-face. He laughed some more before straightening his stance and saying, "Lots funs going on out in theres."

Dosi was... somewhat baffled, and at the same time, embarrased. "Tooth..." He said calmy, pinching his snout in shame. "This is... my... brother. Darsi."

Tooth took one look at the sibling and took in the scent of air around him. He cringed, and shook his head. "He's high as a kite." he said flatly. "Althought I should've expected that... It's nice to... meet him?" he said, trailing off as he didn't consider this the official meeting between the two. Being as he didn't know how differently Darsi was when sober. He tilted his head and looked over Darsi's shoulder to see the empty bar.

"I'm surprised no one saw the drake on the way here. I figured it was trained or something." he said, shrugging. "Oh well, free drink for you all, if you want them." he wasn't a heavy drinker himself. He wasn't a happy drunk, but he sure could appreciate it when others were that way.

Darsi kept up that impeccably stupid grin on his face. He raised his hand and slowly inched his pointer finger towards Tooth, wagging it. It was homing in on the Saurian's chest, intent on poking it for absolutely no good reason. Tooth stood stock still, not really intending on moving unless Darsi legitimately started bothering him. The high-as-a-kite Dorak's finger made contact with Tooth's chest, and he retracted it after a solid few moments. Neither of the two said a word to each other. Dosi finally decided to speak up and ask his brother, "What happened out there?"

"There's was, uh..." Darsi began, trailing off a bit, "A JERGAN outsides. It's was gohn tah eat this, this's wyrm with... SOHRDS, y'see? And I, and I-"

"Okay, nevermind." Dosi interrupted, raising his hand. "Darsi, this man here? His name is Tooth. He's a Saurian, and he's going to show us around the area a bit." Darsi turned his head to Tooth once more and let out a "Hah!" He extended his arms and approached Tooth with the intent of hugging him. That didn't happen. Tooth simply held him at bay, rather easily, with one arm.

"Lets uh, lets let the touchy feely thing happen later." Tooth said, laughing lightly at Darsi's behavior. Darsi chuckled as well, though it quickly turned to heaving, plus some keeling over. A few coughs, and he was back upright. "Where's we gone?" He asked, looking at Dosi. Dosi, subsequently, turned to Tooth. Waiting for an answer.

Tooth flicked his tongue and reached into his satchel at the question. He seemed to dig around for a minute before he let of a quick, "There it is!" and pulled out a piece of paper. When he unfurled it, a map of Tithe was drawn across the parchment.

"I'm easy," he said, "Pick a city, and we'll head there. I'll show you the way and... well, show you around."

Dosi passed a glance at the map in Tooth's hands. He shot Darsi a similar glance, and then back to the map. "I..." Dosi muttered, somewhat confused. "We, uh... don't really have [i]any[/i] idea what everywhere else in Tithe is like. And we only just got here, in Capital City. Karkada could use a bit of rest, too."

"Then we can remain as long as you'd like. I'll show you the commerce centers so you can sell your..." Tooth said, looking from Dosi to Darsi for a moment. "...Sell your wares." he said, shrugging. "If you get in trouble with the law, I had nothing to do with it, agreed?"

"Oh, Darsi's well enough behaved." Dosi replied, "He's just..."

They both watched Darsi as he counted the fingers on his hands, waving them about.

"Whimsical."

"I'll trust you on that."