[color=82ca9d]When the danger had seem to pass and the Tralaya were defeated Dag'Tyr finally let go of his worries.
Breathing heavily after all the spells slinging. When one was 'Blessed' by Veratul, becoming a literal conduit leaves one quite knackered.
Perhaps if the mighty Veratul had chosen a different holy symbol for him things would have been easier. Dag'Tyr considered with mild amusement.
He should not complain, his life was saved, he was given an opportunity to save his people...and as it seemed those of other races.
He bend forward and supported himself by putting his hands on his knees to catch a breath, before raising his head up to the odd pair.[/color]

[color=00a651]"Now...That was incredibly foolish little Lady."[/color] [color=82ca9d]He said with a gentle smile.[/color] 
[color=00a651]"Incredibly reckless. Now...if the little Tiger won't mind. I'd like to take a look at that nasty cut you got yourself."[/color] [color=82ca9d]He said raising a hand and pointing it at her leg, before he righted himself again, stretching for moment, seeing the uneasy reaction from the Behemoth cub.[/color]
[color=00a651]"I can assure you, I mean you no harm, I did not save you from those flying menaces to kill you myself. Veratul would have my head."[/color] [color=82ca9d]He laughed before offering.[/color]
[color=00a651]"My name is Dag'Tyr, though some call me Blue Finger."[/color] [color=82ca9d]He said holding his hand up wiggling his fingers as he showed them. [/color][color=00a651]"What is your name little Lady?"[/color]