[L knows him too well, and it's something Myr will acknowledge later when he hasn't got a story to tell.]
I met him in the nightmare we entered to save Dorchacht. After we'd gotten separated, Linden--he was being trailed by a despair demon he was trying to ignore. I attacked it to get it off of him and it proceeded to chase us into the Wilde. He was--congenial, throughout. Curious about the situation he'd gotten into and willing to work with me because I'd helped him, if not the way he'd have asked it.
We ran into more trouble in the forest-- [What that was he's going to leave unspecified unless asked, because he is--frankly--ashamed of how they'd goaded him and his split-second emotional response to it.] Which we fought off together, though when his demon began to close on us he suggested we fire the forest and I--agreed it would get rid of it.
So he did, and I ran. I suspect--if the signs in the dream hold--he'll be another Dragon.
Throughout it he was between treating me politely and showing awful cruelty to our enemies. And these flashes of sorrow, terrible sorrow over something it seemed he'd done or failed to do. Which would square with the despair demon.
[Now that he's said all that, dredged it all up, he...breathes out, uneasily.] I don't doubt he would be wholly capable of butchering and eating me if he took a mind to, but he hasn't. Nor do I think he'd give any warning he'd do it.
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I met him in the nightmare we entered to save Dorchacht. After we'd gotten separated, Linden--he was being trailed by a despair demon he was trying to ignore. I attacked it to get it off of him and it proceeded to chase us into the Wilde. He was--congenial, throughout. Curious about the situation he'd gotten into and willing to work with me because I'd helped him, if not the way he'd have asked it.
We ran into more trouble in the forest-- [What that was he's going to leave unspecified unless asked, because he is--frankly--ashamed of how they'd goaded him and his split-second emotional response to it.] Which we fought off together, though when his demon began to close on us he suggested we fire the forest and I--agreed it would get rid of it.
So he did, and I ran. I suspect--if the signs in the dream hold--he'll be another Dragon.
Throughout it he was between treating me politely and showing awful cruelty to our enemies. And these flashes of sorrow, terrible sorrow over something it seemed he'd done or failed to do. Which would square with the despair demon.
[Now that he's said all that, dredged it all up, he...breathes out, uneasily.] I don't doubt he would be wholly capable of butchering and eating me if he took a mind to, but he hasn't. Nor do I think he'd give any warning he'd do it.