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Miirik turned back and looked a little grumpily at the two lazy kobolds who'd come to assist him. Finally. He wasn't necessarily mad at them, more at the tiefling who had the nerve, after all he'd done to try and mend bridges, called him a 'reptile'! However, he held up a claw as he felt his inner heat die down. His fire had never burned so hot... and it stopped when they'd left. Was... there something about them?
"...take Greypelt's skin down to Mekapa. Tell her I'll be back, and to get Kirkir to make a cape out of his hide. The rest can be used to feed the tribe. I'm going to follow the intruders, and make sure they do not come back again. Stay alert until then... oh... and for the love of Apsu, try and keep Jekkajak away from Merlokrep. We don't need him spouting any more stupid ideas for him to seize on."
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Letting out a few more cusses in Draconic, Miirik finally reached the town of Falcon's Hollow, having spent virtually the whole night tracking the rest of the group as closely as he could. Unfortunately, they were always a step ahead of him... but this had to be it!
Striding to the town's edge, he took a moment to hide behind a building and use a ratty old cloth to try and polish his armor and his scales up. He was not in his tribe's territory anymore, and just because the softskins acted like savages in their home did not mean he could do the same in theirs. Plus, a dragon should strive to look as immaculate as possible.
Satisfied and spying what looked like a large group huddling outside one particular building, Miirik walked towards the line. Taking a moment for some last minute grooming, he approached the largest human and cleared his throat, before speaking in his most refined Common possible. "Excuse me, human, my name is Miirik Dragonchord, of the Truescale tribe. I was wondering if you could help me find some people. The first is a devil-spawn who hails from here - I have words I must tell him. The other is the chieftain of the Falcon's Hollow tribe. I'm afraid something... dire is approaching, and I would like to speak with him about it."