Surraruthru's Tree (Surraruthru)

[Anastasia]

I was about to, this conversation was winding down.

> roll 1d100 Surru
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 37 > [d100=37]
> roll 1d100 Surru
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 61 > [d100=61]
> roll 1d100 Surru
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 27 > [d100=27]

You wander for a time, onward and through the eternal sunset. It never gets brighter or darker, as if sunset is an eternal state rather than a passing phase. Fog rises at times, blanketing everything in misty dullness and turning your little patch of forest into a private paradise. It is amid one of those foggy times that Pearwood stops, "We'll eat and rest," he declares, "We're getting closer, but we'd best be ready in case we find trouble."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods, and pulls out his rations and munches, lounging near Simmer for heat.

[Anastasia]

Simmer kicks back and tosses a small orb of fire from hand to hand. Kascha sits down and meditates quietly, while Pearwood eats and then closes his eyes for a few.

Listen check.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+36 Listen
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 53 > [d20=17]

[Anastasia]

You hear a song, a trilling. It stirs memories for you, the same sort of noise your mother made for you when you were young.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru raises his head and cocks it, listening to get a better read on the direction of the sound.

"I think... I hear another faerie dragon..."

[Anastasia]

"It's possible," Pearwood speaks up, "I've heard of sightings in this plane before."

"Oh!" Kascha says, "You should go make friends and hopefully not fight for territory or dominance."

[Iron Dragoon]

"I doubt there will be any dominance issue. Faerie dragons tend to play tricks and avoid fights; they're too intelligent to mistake a traveler for an invader. And they'll also be able to tell I'm now a true dragon."

Turning to Pearwood, "Would it be safe to? Any get someone lost forever tricks or the like in this place?"

[Anastasia]

"People don't come back sometimes, but the animals and predators here can do that already," He says, "No reports of murderous faerie dragons."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods. "I'll be back, then. Maybe with some friends."

With that, Surraruthru slinks off into the bushes following the sound.

Surraruthru would know this, but is there like an answering call he can make, or an identifying non-hostile call?

[Anastasia]

There is, sure.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru waits until he gets reasonably close and then makes the call, waiting patiently for an answer.

[Anastasia]

Listen check real quick to try and find it and hear it again, since you heard it faintly before.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+36 Listen
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 47 > [d20=11]

[Anastasia]

You can indeed hear it - from the east somewhere. You begin to follow, then hear it one more time, a bit closer. Still a good ways away, though.