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@everyone
Sorry for completely disappearing. A LOT of stuff happened in my family 😉

@rose-colored-fancy

Welcome!!! Good to have another spunky character thrown in with our lot.

@joelle-stone

And without further ado, here’s your request *bows* (And you may notice the weapon-psychopath reference..) Sorry if I did it wrong. I just got a heap of information from posts shoved in my as I caught up with the craziness that’s happened XD I had no idea that people had posted so much!!! So, again, if I did anything/portrayed anything incorrectly, that’s my fault for being away for so long 😉

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As everyone argued, Rilyn drew Konyar to the side by guiding his shoulders with her tail. “I don’t like this cave,” she muttered to him, peering at the kaleidoscope-like light that reflected off the mirrors, creating zig-zagging streaks of color.

“Why not? Creepy mirrors, strange lights, being trapped in here with a bunch of random psychopaths who for some reason were carrying weapons when they were suddenly transported here … What’s not to love?” he asked, flashing his most sarcastic, charming smile.

“You sound really cheesy,” Rilyn told him, though a hint of a smile played at her mouth.

“Well,” said Konyar defensively, “Thwaping’s writing this on, like, two hours of sleep, so cut her some slack.”

“Thwapling?” Rilyn cocked her head to the side. “Who’s Thwapling?”

Konyar shrugged. “You know… the person who could make us live in a magical gnome universe with man-eating fuzzballs with a simple click of her fingers on the keyboard.”

“You’ve either been spending too much time with Ehud, or you’ve konked yourself on the head,” Rilyn grumbled.

At that moment, a new person emerged from a tunnel, curved sword in hand.  The two dragons–Konyar still in human form, though–watched with interest as she performed a test and explained it to the others. “She’s a genius,” Konyar murmured, arms crossed thoughtfully. “I hadn’t even thought of that.”

But then Rosairo and Kiark had a heated argument before Liorah–she had said that was her name–argued passionately with Kiarkus, too, both shooting nasty phrases.

The next moment, an arrow whizzed past them, not only shattering a mirror but unblocking an entire new road for complete chaos. Nightmarish creatures streamed into the room, screams and shouts and commands riding on their wake.

Rilyn thwacked Konyar on the head with her tail. “Great!” she exclaimed. “The moment after you mention ‘man-eating fuzzballs’, actual man-eating fuzzballs start launching themselves at these poor humans’ heads!”

Konyar shifted into dragon form, eyes piercingly assessing the threats. They heard Rosario call for them to seal off the tunnel, but as they started forth to do so, Konyar’s ears pricked and he stopped. Riure’s laugh sliced through the fray, warm and welcoming. Somehow, that musical, light sound in the midst of chaos caused a surge of admiration for the blind girl to surge through Konyar’s heart. It was only a laugh, but summoning that courage to laugh while a fight you can’t see raged around took a boldness that Konyar wished he had. The monsters whined and cringed as they heard it.

Rilyn must’ve noticed it, too, because her head swiveled toward the ledge Riure was trapped on. “Konyar, you get her down while I cover you,” she said. She snapped around and plowed through the retreating creatures.

With a nod, Konyar started bounding forwards Rilyn knocked monsters out of the way, usually using her talons and tail; she’d learned from Ehud that it might not be the best idea to set them on fire.

“Riure,” Konyar said gently, sidling up to the wall. “It’s Konyar here. Do you need help getting down?” It was a dumb question. Of course she did. “Okay, I’m going to allow you to climb down my neck then onto my back. Is that fine? Or would there be an easier way?”

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Sorry for the length.