Seth Corvus | Half-Blood Avian
Companions: Daizen (Sleipnir)
Dantalion (Jackalope)
Blood Bond: Jack the jackdaw.
Tags: Silverhart | Delwyn Szarvas
Jack had fluttered over to the Elvian, perching on one of Delwyn's antlers and curiously tugging at his hair - why did this strange man have antlers, and what was he doing here anyway? - when the rain started to fall, softly at first. Daizen had come wandering back to the measly bit of shelter the tree provided, and Seth pulled a pair of short hooded capes from the Sleipnir's packs, throwing one over his own shoulders and pulling the hood over his head before offering the second one to the Elvian just as the rain increased in intensity.
"I suppose it is - and also the reason why the river is so wild this spring. Here, take this. It will do a better job keeping you dry than this tree here." The bird on Delwyn's antlers thought the same; cawing angrily when an especially big drop landed on top of him, he shook out his feathers and fluttered back to Seth, climbing inside the hood of his cape to hide from the rain, causing Seth to shiver. He muttered softly at the bird, trying to sound serious. "I told you, Jack, it's cold when you do that..."
The halfborn nodded when Delwyn suggested they look for shelter. "That's probably a good idea. Should we wait for your companion first?" He glanced in the direction of the river. "It's probably not much drier over there; I think he should be back soon."
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Enda Guaire | Human
Companions: Taraen (Rune Drake)
Lonn (Rune Dragon)
Tags: Silverhart | Oskar Airgead
Enda chuckled softly when the halfborn refused her invitation, barely audible over the sound of the river and the rain. When he mentioned his friend, the girl raised her voice slightly so the halfborn could hear her. "Oskar, ain't it? Your companions should be fine as long as they dinnae attack me or Taraen. But you should go to your friend. I'll be here a little longer; this might only be a short shower."
After waiting five minutes, Enda realized that the rain wouldn't be stopping as quickly as she'd hoped. She shivered as she stepped away from her drake's warm flank and back into the rain, clambering onto his back and pulling a hooded cape from one of the packs and wrapping it around herself, pulling the hood almost over her eyes. She chuckled when she saw a pair of tiny horns sticking out from one of the packs; Lonn, the little Rune, had hidden himself among the wood carvings in order to escape the rain.
"Let's go, Taraen." She jumped back down from the great drake's back, quickly regaining her balance when she almost slipped on the wet rocks of the riverbank, and made her way up the hill in the direction that she'd seen the halfborn go. Her bonded drake followed close behind, towering over her; there was no doubt that everyone would see the drake before they even noticed the young woman walking in front of him.