Sparta had gotten into plenty of trouble in his life, but it was all, generally, the same kind of trouble, and it all came from the same general source. Generally speaking, terrified screams did not break out from the populace when he was around. His first thought was that the psycho elf had pulled out some kind of weapon, was already obsessed enough with him to resort to hurting others. Not that there was anything Sparta could do if that was the case. The best thing for everyone he could do was get far enough away that the effect would wear off, and the elf could go back to being a danger to other people in a more subtle manner.
There was a roar, though, and that definitely not fucking normal, so he risked a glance over his shoulder and--
Hhhhhuh.
So that was weird.
His bets were solidly still on weird fucking wizard, because the odds of there being a dragon that no one had heard about still alive and this close to Aeris seemed completely impossible, and also dragons didn't just go wandering around the countryside. The fact that there was even one around here was something of a local oddity. But wizards fucking loved imitating dragons. Unfortunately, all of this meant that he probably had some sort of psychotic wizard elf with a very twisted concept of "beloved" chasing him, and the only people nearby were a bunch of fucking caravanners rather unequipped to deal with that.
He lost the heavy bag of grain basically immediately, wincing as it broke across the rocks and scattered onto the ground. Such a stupid fucking waste. He bolted into the woods, with the hopeful assumption that the elf-wizard-whatever would have to lose the wings, at the very least, or maybe he could find someplace to hide long enough for the effect to wear off. Unfortunately, no such luck in either direction. He could only wondered if he'd even gotten far enough away from the humans for them not to come charging after them when sharp claws grabbed him, swooped him up, and then slammed him into the ground.
The weight sure as hell implied it wasn't an illusory dragon, as did the whole swooping-and-slamming bit. Of course not, because he was incapable of having good luck. Probably no chance of there being a particularly helpful elk or bear looking his way at the moment, either.
"I'd hoped, maybe, yeah!" he yelled up at the elf-wizard, frustrated at his own constant misfortune. "I had super hoped that maybe you were fucking psycho but not fucking psycho enough to turn into a dragon in front of a bunch of random humans who clearly did not know what you were, just to chase me down after like five fucking minutes of contact! Most people have shit like limits, you know, fucking morals and shit that keep them from being that goddamn crazy! Most people have to build up to the really messed up shit, so I guess I absolutely underestimated you, yeah!"
He wasn't helping his case here, but he also was in no mood to play the wilting wallflower long enough to try and get away. He hated people like this, and it really was his first time running into one so violent outside of bandit encampments. Even the real psychos in towns, sheriffs and the like, they normally had scruples. The desire to look normal, something bandits often lacked.
"Look, I'm not in the mood for whimpering or crying right now, and I really only have to put up with this until some wolves or a bear or a monster or something shows up, so I guess jump right into the messed up shit so you can get something in before those humans show up with pitchforks and torches."
There was a roar, though, and that definitely not fucking normal, so he risked a glance over his shoulder and--
Hhhhhuh.
So that was weird.
His bets were solidly still on weird fucking wizard, because the odds of there being a dragon that no one had heard about still alive and this close to Aeris seemed completely impossible, and also dragons didn't just go wandering around the countryside. The fact that there was even one around here was something of a local oddity. But wizards fucking loved imitating dragons. Unfortunately, all of this meant that he probably had some sort of psychotic wizard elf with a very twisted concept of "beloved" chasing him, and the only people nearby were a bunch of fucking caravanners rather unequipped to deal with that.
He lost the heavy bag of grain basically immediately, wincing as it broke across the rocks and scattered onto the ground. Such a stupid fucking waste. He bolted into the woods, with the hopeful assumption that the elf-wizard-whatever would have to lose the wings, at the very least, or maybe he could find someplace to hide long enough for the effect to wear off. Unfortunately, no such luck in either direction. He could only wondered if he'd even gotten far enough away from the humans for them not to come charging after them when sharp claws grabbed him, swooped him up, and then slammed him into the ground.
The weight sure as hell implied it wasn't an illusory dragon, as did the whole swooping-and-slamming bit. Of course not, because he was incapable of having good luck. Probably no chance of there being a particularly helpful elk or bear looking his way at the moment, either.
"I'd hoped, maybe, yeah!" he yelled up at the elf-wizard, frustrated at his own constant misfortune. "I had super hoped that maybe you were fucking psycho but not fucking psycho enough to turn into a dragon in front of a bunch of random humans who clearly did not know what you were, just to chase me down after like five fucking minutes of contact! Most people have shit like limits, you know, fucking morals and shit that keep them from being that goddamn crazy! Most people have to build up to the really messed up shit, so I guess I absolutely underestimated you, yeah!"
He wasn't helping his case here, but he also was in no mood to play the wilting wallflower long enough to try and get away. He hated people like this, and it really was his first time running into one so violent outside of bandit encampments. Even the real psychos in towns, sheriffs and the like, they normally had scruples. The desire to look normal, something bandits often lacked.
"Look, I'm not in the mood for whimpering or crying right now, and I really only have to put up with this until some wolves or a bear or a monster or something shows up, so I guess jump right into the messed up shit so you can get something in before those humans show up with pitchforks and torches."
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