Pax RP

"... What?" came the male voice again, sounding genuinely puzzled "What do you mean, steered right into a dragon?". There was the sound of heavy steps coming up from below decks, and the hatch was flung open. What came up through it could only be described as an anthropomorphic snake. The man was reptilian, and a long tail dragged on the floor behind him. His neck was long and just as manouvrable, if not more so, than his tail. Strangely, the body underneath the worn and tattered old clothing he wore was quite thick set, his hands possessed no claws and his feet were covered by a pair of thick but worn boots. He also wore a battered hat, though what possessed him to do such a thing was anyones guess "... Oh" he said when he laid light yellow, slitted eyes on Furnace, then turned around to lay them on Tetsu "what's this about ramming trees then woman?" He asked, gruffly.

Furnace tilted his head slightly at the baby dragons strange question, it was true, if it wasn't for her flower then things would be messy right now. It was currently the only thing keeping his temper in check. "I've heard there may be more dragons around here than even we realise" he answered eventually "if you're interested in draconian news"


For Guardian, the old rope ladder would prove to be much tougher than he gave it credit for-even despite all it's protests-and he would make it to the top almost without incident. Only the very top step would give in to his bulk and crack in two as he reached safety. Once the deck was reached, he'd be able to see another large, more animated shadow in the fog. ((Furnace, obviously , if you felt like approaching Tav))

Making his way up the ladder, Guardian marveled at the seemingly flying ship. It was either science or magic, with the way things in this world worked, and from the appearance of the ship, he assumed-
His train of thought broke when he crunched through the final step, catching himself at the last moment, pulling himself up entirely on the bulk of his own arms. Once he was up on the deck, he cast an eye over what he could see- and he saw a large, draconian figure- one he recognized as furnace. While Athena may be technically the pseudo-leader of the encampment, Furnace had always been the face. The ornery dragon, the one who first built the Encampment. Not that Guardian believed all of the rhetoric the citizens gave about Furnace; the only thing that was ever clear was that the dragon was rather grumpy.

"Hello." He called, his voice neutral. "If I am not a bother, would you happen to know if this flying object is powered by magic, or science?"

Furnace snorted, pulling his head up a little he stared at Guardians surprise appearance for a short time before answering. "I'm pretty sure you're about as much of a bother as these two" he said, then looked from one side to the other whilst he considered something before he turned back to Guardian. "I'd say... probably... magical. Probably. Why does it matter which it is?"

"What do you mean, what do I mean?!" Tetsu gasped, stunned by this being's questions. "Well, if you kindly direct your attention to anywhere around us, you'll find trees. Probably because you're in a forest. Which, and correct me if I may be wrong, I'm not up on my sailing knowledge, should be somewhere you don't tend to sail a ship."

"Well" the creature started, twisting his serpentine head around to stare at the fog and the ominous silhouettes of the bigger trees that surrounded them. "this is a flying ship, Missy, and designed to be steered overland like this. The only problem we'll have is if the navigator steers us into one of those trees. Unless he's blind, that's not likely to happen, is it? Now do you have any more pointless questions?"