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[color=ed1c24][b]Taraah - Scaring patrons away from entering TOM[/b][/color]

The dragoness briefly almost fell asleep. She could not help it - The skies was clear and the sun was caressing her scales, and the cobbles in the road were [i]sooooo waaarm[/i]. She started to not off, her eyelids getting heavy, only for yet another loudmouth animal to make an appearance and [i]noise[/i]. She raised her head, blinking the tiredness from her eyes and focused on the hawk thing, eyeridges creasing in a frown: [color=ed1c24][b]"What in Bahamut's shiny scales is this town's deal? Your citizens are a menagerie of all races, yet everyone seems to hate dragons and wants to slay them on sight! Can you not see the irony here? You have neighbors who are as much danger as I am."[/b][/color] she growled.

Thaddeus then mentioned that he has fought a dragon before, which gained Taraah's attention instantly, her head swinging to face the half Mesmer. [color=ed1c24][b]"I can only conclude that it was either a friendly spar or that you did not have all wits about you at the time? You know, you being alive still and all. That or you ran into a dragon who for some bizzare reason took a pity on you and let you live?"[/b][/color] She said, a bit more guarded now as she raised to her feet. She took a long whiff of the sea farer. Dragon eyes were their best sense, but their smell was also very keen. The scent of the sea was still fresh on him - he must have indeed arrived recently. But then, she took a step back, ready to pounce as she smelled something distinctly familiar: [color=ed1c24][b]"Where. Did. You. Get. It."[/b][/color]