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[promissum]

WHO: Val and quest takers!
WHERE: Bluo, the woods, around town
WHEN: December
WHAT: Open quests
WARNINGS: None for now!

A. Quest 36, blue for quest, anyone for chatting

[He reads it several times and honestly he has no idea what caroling is. A human thing, surely. Does he know much about human things? Not the joyful spirited kind.]

You there. [Stranger or not, blue or not.] What is caroling?

B. Quest 38, wide open

[He has no idea what Christmas spiders are, but decorating a tree is at least something that makes sense. There are no little bat charms around, but he could pretty easily make them with enough effort.]

I'm a yellow. [It's as abrupt as he ever is.] Come get and decorate a tree with me. [It's more like a demand than a request.]

C. Wildcard
[Wildcard, just tag him here for any other ideas. He sure loves fishing.]

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[troubadamsel]

... I see.

[Maybe it's a touchy subject. But, ah, yes, frozen lake. She frowns.]

... I don't suppose there's any way around it.

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[If she asks he'll have an alarmingly long list of complaints, as it is...]

I could fly us over it. How do you feel about dragons?

[troubadamsel]

I... Wait. Are you also a manakete?!

[Holy shit, dude, what AREN'T you at this point???]

[promissum]

I have never heard of a manakete. What are those?

[troubadamsel]

They are a legendary race of dragons that can transform into human-form.

[promissum]

I'm not a legend. Turning into a monster is something any high level demon can achieve. Fenrich turns into a full scale werewolf.

As a vampire, I turn into a bat-like dragon.

[troubadamsel]

... Ah.

Well, then.

[She'll have to add that to the growing list of things Val can do.]

So long as it doesn't cause you pain or too much exhaustion, I will rely on your... transportation.

[promissum]

[The hilarious thing is that Valvatorez, Blood Thirsty King of Fear is a legend. But he just thinks of at as a cute old nickname.]

It won't bother me. There will be a rush of bats, so be aware or close your eyes.

[He doesn't particularly care which one, and once she's decided, a rush of chittering bats later, a very large black dragon emerges.]

[troubadamsel]

[She can't trust herself not to scream, so closing eyes it is. She waits until the sound of fluttering wings stop, and then opens her eyes...

... holy shit, dude.]

... My word! Amazing!

[promissum]

[He sinks himself to the ground so she can climb up him. "Speaking" isn't really available to him when he's in this form. The very most he can do with these vocal chords is scream.

So he gestures for her to get on.]

[troubadamsel]

Right, of course. Thank you, again.

[A little bit of a bow/curtsy in gratitude, before she begins to climb up from his side and sit on his back. This cool?]

I shall hold on and not let go, I swear it!

[promissum]

[He nods in satisfaction before flapping his wings and easily soaring over the lake. There are ways to get around the tricks in the forest- though he doesn't fly particularly high.

Once they're on the other side, he lies down and waits for her to dismount.

Hm... He covers his eyes with his claws. How many ways are there to tell her that he's going to disperse into a bunch of other bats.]

[troubadamsel]

[She can't help but glance over as he flies... As awful as the forest is, this is a rather lovely view. A view she'd never thought she'd see.

Once he's down, she climbs off, dusts herself down, and then backs up.]

... Let me guess, you need to do the... batty thing again.

[Eyes closed!]

[promissum]

[Oh good, he knew she was a clever one. Another rush of bats later and the humanoid form of Val is there instead of the dragon.]

Now, let us continue. I'm sure we'll find the bell soon enough.

[troubadamsel]

[She opens her eyes.]

Yes... and for the record, you make for a very impressive dragon.

[promissum]

I am a proud and noble demon. Of course I'm impressive.

[troubadamsel]

[That actually makes her chuckle.]

And not a trace of modesty. Only you can make that charming.

[promissum]

[There's a bright, but evil chuckle.]

Come, let us continue on our quest.

[They seem fairly far in now.]

Keep your eyes out for silver bells.

[troubadamsel]

[She nods, ready to resume Serious Mode, looking around.]

Silver bells...

[it's christmas time in the city~]

[promissum]

[Forward they go, the bell has to be around here somewhere.]

It isn't up too high.

[troubadamsel]

[... Wait-]

So, it's "high"? Am I going to have to climb?

[How undignified!]

[promissum]

No, it's tied to a tree branch. One you should be able to ring easily enough.

[troubadamsel]

Thank goodness, that would have been highly undignified.

[promissum]

There's nothing undignified about climbing trees.

[troubadamsel]

There is when you're not dressed for it!