(OOC: Goy, as you haven't included a point in your posts where I could interject and post my characters' reactions, I will be skipping your post for now.)
Landebert wiped his brow off with his handkerchief; by now, it was past noon, and the sun was beaming down quite strongly. While the strong sea breeze helped to keep him cool, the fact that he was worried he couldn't keep his cool only made him sweat more. It seemed he would now be greeting the Xentheridan monarchs. He wiped his brow again as he approached the Xentheridan ship.
He bowed low, the officials following him following suit, before rising up and stating, "Greetings, Your Majesties. Greetings, Minister Waters." He mimicked the dragons' greetings as he spoke, having been careful to both teach them the proper greetings and rehearse them himself. "I am Mayor Landebert Beckett Edric, representative of the city of Klarliert, Darcania. Welcome to Zusannenkonnen," he finished, slightly messing up the pronunciation of the last word as the officials around him pointedly stared out of the corners of their eyes at him.
Savas turned to the princess as she spoke. She would have to be sure to keep this one safe; as the Darcanian equivalent to a Minister of War, she was all too aware that the death of a foreign delegate, especially a Princess, on Darcanian soil would draw far too many eyes to Darcania. She smiled; "Of course, Princess," she said, "we all do what we must for our nations."
She turned to the Cogorian plane as the representative descended; she was quite surprised to see a grizzled war veteran. No, hero, considering the way the guards acted. Though Savas herself had seen her fair share of battles, she had become a war leader rather than a soldier too soon to be seen as a hero; instead, she was simply a daring tactician. She did have her fair share of scars, but these were minor compared to the many shrapnel wounds this man had.
She wondered shortly what was meant by the Cogorians by sending this man in particular; he didn't seem the type to send to a cultural celebration. She would also have to keep an eye on this one. "Yes, Representative," she stated, "that is our wish, as well."
She turned to her side, commanding one of the guard dragons in a different language. "We will escort you through your visit, Princess, Representative," she said as the guard she commanded moved into position behind them. She gave another command to the other guard, who quickly took flight. "If we may clear the runway, I'd be happy to either answer any questions about Darcania you may have, or lead you to a dragon who may answer your questions."
"Certainly, feel free to meet up with your entourage," Kultur stated. He stopped Köl before he could get too far, however, stating, "If you don't mind, though, I would like to escort you through the docks. We have a lot of dignitaries arriving, and the docks are very busy. If you could follow me, we have a path set aside for dragons such as us to use during these times." He shuffled around a bit and pointed at a large, freshly-repainted asphalt path. "It's right over there if you would rather meet them on your own, however."
"Truthfully, Bhudev," Asayis said as she left the Syrixian vessel, "I'm not the foremost expert on Darcania, either. Every cycle that I come here, my heart flutters in excitement like our little Aashiya here." She smiled brightly down at Aashiya and Bhudev as they made their way to Klarliert, each of them staring in wonder at the surrounding landscape. Though most wildlife avoided them, since two dragons were openly wandering around, there were plenty of insects flying around the lush forest they were in. Though the path they took was wide open for multiple dragons to pass through and obviously man- and dragon-made, those who created this path were very careful to preserve the natural beauty of the surrounding forest; the trees even arched over the top, creating a sun-dappled path before them. Though Asayis had been to Darcania a few times before, she had never followed this path; it was difficult to contain her wonder, but since Aashiya would undoubtedly show it for her, she felt she'd manage.
The three of them passed through a large wooden gateway and entered a large, cobblestone clearing. A fountain stood in the middle, with several of both benches and soft patches of grass laid about. Asayis was surprised to see a large dragon in one of these patches; indeed, she barely saw him due to how green he was. Upon seeing the dragons and humans, the green dragon stood up and approached, though Asayis prevented him from coming too close.
"Hello!" he stated, a bit too loudly and informally. Upon seeing a glare from Asayis, he backed off slightly and quieted down, though he continued with his enthusiastic conversation. "My name's Lind kul Verdant. Are you all here for Zusammenkommen?"
In response to a flat "Yes" from Asayis, he continued unabated. "Aevir brought me along to talk about the ancient history of Darcania, before..." he trailed off for a second with a saddened face before brightening up. "Well, in any case, I'm the foremost expert on it, even more than Kultur! I'd be happy to tell you more about Darcanian history any time you'd like!"
