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[h2][color=silver]Ferrin Astra[/color][/h2]

Tenrou Team

[sub][@MarshiestMallow], [@Zarkun], [@Lunarlord34][/sub]
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Ugh, Wizards.

And yes, he was one, and that gave him the right to complain about them in a purposefully ironic and hypocritical manner because he of all people would understand the depth of their arrogance and general contrary-ness. So there.

Ferrin turned his attention first to the green-haired man who unnecessarily identified the roar as belonging to a dragon. Judging by what he said and the feel of his magic, Ferrin felt reasonably comfortable pinning the man as a dragon slayer. [color=silver]"Yes, yes. It was fairly obvious that was a dragon. If it was not, then it would have to be Timmy's stomach, and then we would really be in danger. I have read dear Sash here's journal."[/color] The shortening of Sasha's name was entirely intended. [color=silver]"A Dragon here was fairly likely. Expected even. It is the [i]un[/i]expected that I want to scout for. You say 'one if we are lucky' how would you know if there was as more then one? And what if there are other threats? In fact, was would stop the dragon from decending from the sky and taking us by surprise? Determining numbers, understanding the situation, and acting accordingly are essential to surviving any conflict. Winning is another matter."[/color] He said the last part with a hint of black humour. 

A couple of questions did occur to him, along with a pun that he tucked away for later use. Here was someone who had dealt with a dragon directly, perhaps he could give Ferrin a more accurate idea of he strength and capabilities of dragons. All Ferrin had to work with were mere legend, heresay, and some vaguely remembered lectures on the magical and alchemical properties of their various body parts. He snorted softly as he remembered his old Alchemy teacher. [color=silver][i]Old crusty Legius would have a fit were he here. He was always fascinated, no, obsessed with dragons. He even claimed to have seen and talked with one, though he was also nutty as a fruitcake so who knows if it was true. However, his extensive knowledge about them would come in handy about now. If I can get a scale, maybe a claw or a fang or two...[/I][/color] Ferrin pulled himself out of the past as another wizard, a woman with fiery hair, which, Ferrin judged, matched her attitude, joined them with proclamations of destruction and ashes. [color=silver][I]Am I the 'shady bastard'?[/I][/color] He wondered, amused. Grey was a shady color, right, right? Ahem. On the other hand, this hot-head wasn't going to add anything but difficulty to the discussion at hand so he summarily ignored her. 

To the green dragon-slayer he said, [color=silver]"Your first hand account of a dragon could be useful, no matter what we decide to do. I'm going to need to know everything you can recall about your...adopted father."[/color] Ferrin made a mental note to ask the other slayers similar questions. Actually, he probably should have done so on the trip here, but he had been so wrapped up in...well...

Hindsight is the clearest sight, so they say.