Eighth Mercy - Video

[returnsmagic]

[ It has been a long time, Siren's Port. Well, not long in dragon terms - a month in jail is like spending a day in jail for everyone else. But Aurican has learned to be sensitive to the issue of time, especially in a delicate place such as this.

Aurican is on the beach again, half submerged in the ocean. His NV seems to be hovering above his massive horned head, showing his strange, fish-like wings folded and partially submerged underwater. ]

All said and done, the jail cell I've occupied for the past month could have been worse. I was sentenced far longer than a month, but I was let go on good behavior.

Which shouldn't be surprising, as gold dragons such as myself tend to keep up with manners. Most of the time, anyway. [ Because if it was all the time, he wouldn't have been in jail in the first place. ]

I hope I still have my occupation. I do miss playing the harp.

Comments

[returnsmagic]

Oh, I change human form. I spend more time as a human in the city anyway.

[businessman]

That would be voluntary, then?

[returnsmagic]

Oh, yes, it was voluntary. [ Both the transformation and the arrest. ]

[businessman]

I admire your restraint, in that case.

[returnsmagic]

Thank you.

I take it you are new here.

[businessman]

Yes. Only a few weeks out. My name is Gustavo Fring, ah... sir.

[returnsmagic]

My name is Aurican.

I hope your stay in the Towers is well.