"Please forgive the disrespect," he murmurs as Nam slides toward the ground. Nam may actually still be conscious enough to hear the words. In the end, it doesn't matter if he hears them or not. Nagare waits until he's certain the dragon is well and fully unconscious before gathering him up from the ground and whisks him off to his very secret place.
When Nam wakes again, he'll still feel a little groggy, but he'll find himself alone in a private room. A light scent perfumes the air, possibly contributing to that not quite awake feeling. Should Nam choose to explore, he'll find himself free to do so. Outside is a courtyard with a pool for Nam's use. He's a river dragon, after all. Depriving him of a body of water would be cruel. If he exits the room (there is no way out of the courtyard), Nam will find himself in a nondescript hallway lined with flickering lams, opulent draperies, incense censors, and closed doors. It eventually leads to an open room with a a few people milling about. Nagare himself is there, seated at one of the tables and prying the seeds from pomegranate. The others notice Nam first and a soft hush falls over them. Nagare, however, barely looks up.
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When Nam wakes again, he'll still feel a little groggy, but he'll find himself alone in a private room. A light scent perfumes the air, possibly contributing to that not quite awake feeling. Should Nam choose to explore, he'll find himself free to do so. Outside is a courtyard with a pool for Nam's use. He's a river dragon, after all. Depriving him of a body of water would be cruel. If he exits the room (there is no way out of the courtyard), Nam will find himself in a nondescript hallway lined with flickering lams, opulent draperies, incense censors, and closed doors. It eventually leads to an open room with a a few people milling about. Nagare himself is there, seated at one of the tables and prying the seeds from pomegranate. The others notice Nam first and a soft hush falls over them. Nagare, however, barely looks up.
"Come, sit."