I praise the Lord, then break the Law || Brennen, Any ||

[Leilan]

Leilan

a dragon who couldn't be hurt on the outside
could have so many ragged holes inside

The Ischian sands are already hot under his hooves; whether his newly-found adjustment to cold produced a relative unease to heat or if it's the spring sun being a little bright today, the scaled roan can't say. But he sets hoof on the sand while he's wet still, so it's bearable - he just makes a beeline for a more shady space, east because the sun has already passed midday. But while he contemplates if the Ischian jungle is better than the beach today for a meeting, there is a familiar call that he can't exactly place yet, and he follows the sound and scent of a Loessian - Wolfbane.

He seems cheerful - Leilan's also cheerful, greeting the younger ruler with a bright set of teeth. "I see you've found the sea's best hiding place. I honestly feel like you and Arthas should both have visited a long time ago." he opens with, eyes brightly turquoise in amusement. "But you've probably come to see Brennen?"

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@[Brennen] @[Wolfbane] because reasons, and he's already literally everywhere already so I'll fit it into the timeline. Somewhere. I hope.