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[h1][color=fff79a]Vetreus Draedora[/color][/h1]
Titles: Prime, Draconian, Western Empire Nobility B, Draedora Tutelage 
Mentions: [@DoubleChecker] [@Book] [@Red Hood]

Goals: Acquire Harvester Asset Mine F

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[H1][color=0072bc]Griselda[/color][/h1]
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Vetreus’s gaze narrowed as the woman flipped his insult, he’d straighten his body as he observed her body language. It wasn’t a bat retort, timed well, and had a nice bite to it. Nor did she waver in her confidence. It was a strike below the belt, he had to admit. But, he was impressed by her ballsyness to say that to a noble.

The draconian's gaze softened as his eyebrows lifted into surprise, his lips curved into a humored grin. [color=fff79a]“You’re a bold Jester. Not afraid to gamble your life and your family's freedom? I’m impressed.”[/color] Unlike the skeleton, the fae indeed had a backbone, he enjoyed the fact that she didn’t stay silent just because the Draconian was of a higher social status. On top of that, possessing some wit.

The skeleton's demeanor seemed to change as it stood straight up? Perhaps he took the bone pun too seriously? Or he found the humor in it and it cheered him up? It was hard to read the familiar's face when it lacked facial muscles. 

A large thud would hit the giant doors that separated the room from the outside. Slowly, the gateway opened. Revealing the late arrival, her face, red as a tomato as she walked into the room.[color=fff79a] “Nice of you to join us.”[/color] His expression was apathetic, as though an insect had flown into the room. For a first impression, this woman was off to a terrible spot. Ranking below Fei Leu in the pecking order at the moment. Griselda would twist her body with a curious tilt to her eyes, finding the flattened bagel on the ground. Her eyes would narrow as the gears began to shift.

Was everyone here truly carefully selected? He pondered on the thought for a breath before Valeriana spoke in favor of the bagel girl. She was pretty good at reading the room he had to admit.

The mention of Western Empire interference being a possibility made Vetreus smile.[color=fff79a] “I wouldn’t be surprised if they were affiliated with either of my brothers. Wouldn’t be a bad play, dispose of me outside of Western territory while acquiring valuable information.”[/color]He held a hand to his chin while he nodded his hand, as though he was tipping his hat off to the thought of his brothers if they were to attempt to assassinate him.

Vetreus would pocket the orb before excusing himself from the table, rising to his full stature. Griselda would readjust around his collar, wrapping herself around Vetreus’s body once more.[color=fff79a] “Are you going to introduce yourself? You pleaded with me to let you handle the introductions since I didn’t show proper respect to your lineage.”[/color]His voice lacked patience. The dragon would playfully float into the man’s view with a grin.

[color=0072bc]“Patience, I knew we were waiting for one more. Dragons do not repeat themselves.”[/color]She pointed her snout toward the ceiling pridefully.

[color=0072bc]“Now that everyone is here, My name is Griselda. Daughter of Vel’Deth and Graeinarch. The blood of the skyboding néamh line runs through me.”[/color] The hatchling would release herself from the man’s collar, standing on the meeting halls floors at a strong height of 3ft. Not lacking an ounce of confidence nor pride. She began to make her way over to the late comer, snout held high.

[color=0072bc]“Human! You seem to understand the true power I wield which is why you’re unable to speak! FEAR NOT, for I am merciful! Though it is not Sheep! I understand that you come from a poor family and this is all you can afford. I shall accept your beige circle disc this one time!”[/color]Though the noodle talked a big game, its voice was rather squeaky and high pitched. Not the least bit intimidating.

Vetreus simply folded his arms, non plus with the situation but he wasn’t going to interfere. Penny was harmless, so there was nothing to be worried about.

Vaust would move past the spectacle taking the lead of the situation, which Vetreus would simply walk close behind. As he moved towards the door, Griselda would take a step to the side. Her confidence wavered but she did her best to stand tall amidst danger.

[color=fff79a]“Talking so big but you haven't done anything yet. You’re a child.”[/color]He walked past the hatchling. [color=fff79a]“Come on.”[/color]He beckoned to them as he walked beside Vaust. However the dragon stood firm in front of Penny as she awaited the delicious treat. 

[color=fff79a]“This isn’t my first time. Plenty of people want me dead, relatives included. So if we run into Western Empire, feel free to waste them if they cause trouble. I won’t stop you.”[/color] He turned to hear Esther’s answer to the question. His eyes narrowed a bit sharp.[color=fff79a] “With a smart mouth like that, I’m surprised you haven’t found yourself in hotter water.”[/color]

Vetreus would move aside with Vaust, allowing Esther and Penny to make themselves comfortable within the carriage first. The more the doctor spoke, the more questionable he sounded. How he took to the front, and asked questions regarding combat. It was as though he’s seen and lived through countless battles and outcomes. It wasn’t pre-cognition, there was a strong confidence that was built over time. The kind you build only after performing time and time again.

[color=fff79a]“How about you Vaust? Have you seen a lot of combat in your lifetime?”[/color] Vetreus questioned the man with folded arms.