[Tzilan had only said it was a small estate on the coast in Outer Nuren, but Saralegui had managed to find it easily enough. A good thing, too, as he wasn't sure he would have managed otherwise with an armful of bleeding dragon to distract him.
Even he could tell it probably wasn't anything life threatening -- just a cut down her leg and side, a bit deep but not near anything that seemed vital -- but the feel of warm blood under his hands was distressing. At least the little dragon seemed to be built like a bird, and didn't weigh much despite her size.
Tzilan had also said he was only available in during the evenings and nights. Saralegui remembered that distantly as he actually found the door, and tried to wave away any doubts and worried of what he'd do if the man wasn't home. The sun was already dripping down below the horizon, surely that was late enough?
He had to shift his little dragon to one arm -- a bit of a struggle on its own, because she wasn't that lightweight and she whined at the jostling, claws digging into his shoulder as she shifted to support herself -- to bang on the door. He would have preferred a more pleasant first visit, of course, but too late now.]
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Even he could tell it probably wasn't anything life threatening -- just a cut down her leg and side, a bit deep but not near anything that seemed vital -- but the feel of warm blood under his hands was distressing. At least the little dragon seemed to be built like a bird, and didn't weigh much despite her size.
Tzilan had also said he was only available in during the evenings and nights. Saralegui remembered that distantly as he actually found the door, and tried to wave away any doubts and worried of what he'd do if the man wasn't home. The sun was already dripping down below the horizon, surely that was late enough?
He had to shift his little dragon to one arm -- a bit of a struggle on its own, because she wasn't that lightweight and she whined at the jostling, claws digging into his shoulder as she shifted to support herself -- to bang on the door. He would have preferred a more pleasant first visit, of course, but too late now.]