[Faroah]

As sleepy as Faroah had been a second ago, Dora's teleporting woke him right up. Excited and starting to chatter non-stop, he clawed at the walls of the bag until he'd made a hole big enough to shimmy through, falling out of it and plopping on top of of a pile of pearl necklaces. Righting himself and shaking his head quickly in surprise, he hopped into the air and flew around Dora's head a few times to get her attention. This way, he chuntered, leading her towards the centre of the pile. She would have to climb, but he wanted his newest additions right where he could find them because he didn't want to tell Jack he had something for her then not be able to find them.

Hopping around at the top of his largest pile excitedly, he had the presence of mind to know he should thank Dora. And in the way of dragons, there was only one way to thank someone.

Pick something, he told her, flapping his wings to indicate the huge nest he'd built. You can have anything you want. Just in case she wasn't accustomed to dealing with dragons, however, he added, as an afterthought, But just one. It would be up to her what the value of the item she picked was. Some people were foolish and picked the first thing that glittered, others took their time. In exchange for a bag full of shinies, Faroah didn't mind losing one. Especially if Jack was as excited as Faroah thought she would be when he presented her with his pickings.

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora looked out over the sea of treasure. It was... insane. The funny thing about it... as most was probably snatched. Or offered to Xanth as an offering, in turn given to Faroah. It made sense. Smiling at the dragon, Nymphadora was about to set down the bag when he flew into the air, wanting to guide her further into the nest.

Looking up at the mound, she furrowed her brow. Surely if she walked on it, she'd crush the fine jewels with her weight. Her face softening as she thought of it, Nymphadora extended her wings and flew after Faroah. When she got to the spot where he stopped, she alloud herself to touch down, but used her ability to keep the air pressure high underneath her, making her seem to be standing on the air itself. Which she was.

Opening the back, she poured it out gently in front of Faroah, the knife clunking hard on top, compleatly out of place amung the other fine silver. Smiling as she tucked the back away, Nymphadora lifted her brow at Faroah's offer. Anyone would die at a chance like that, however, it didn't seem right. Besides, Nymphadora had no use...

Smiling, she looked down at Faroah, pulling out her bow with the gems embedded inside. Thank you for your offer, but it's not necessary. However... if you could allow me to borrow 4 gems... with my bow as collateral, i'd appreciate it. And you'll get your gems back as soon as I can. She'd not normally offered something, but she noticed how he'd pointed out she could take one thing only. Asking for 4 gems... she didn't think he'd want to part with them. Even if he was getting them back. If he did allow her the gems however... he'd be glad with the outcome.

[Faroah]

Faroah stopped moving the pretties around to look up at Dora when she refused to take something. At the sight of the bow, his first reaction was to ignore it but then he noticed two pretties attached to it and squawked. Was she offering that too?

Hmmm, the offer was an odd one, but she had been nice to him. Most of the Aides saw him as nothing more than a pet or a pest, but she treated him with respect. And the bow was pretty...

Poofing from his position to land on the bow in her hands, he skittered along it, inspecting the gems embedded in it. It was beautiful. Eel, he told her, then remembered to repeat it telepathically just in case she didn't understand him. Deal. If she didn't return the gems, it was no hardship really, since he had a sizable nest egg for Jack out of the bargain.

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora smiled at Faroah's acceptance. Not caring if she was stomping on his pride, she reached out and took him in her arms, placing the bow on the ground next to his new shinies. Gazing down at his cute little face, Nymphadora stroked his head, then gave him a kiss on the nose. Seriously... she could squeeze him to death he was so adorable.

After setting him down ontop his new pile, Nymphadora looked around. Finding 4 perfectly round gems, the right size for what she wanted was easy. There were so many to choose from. Leaning down, she plucked 4 of the closest ones, then turned to Faroah and held her hand flat for him to see exactly what she was taking. 2 rubys, and 2 black dimonds. I promise... i'll have these back to you as soon as I can. She said with a smile. Reaching out, yet again not being able to resist, Nymphadora tickled him under the chin. Thinking about Pipers shop, she focused as she had before, then dissapeard in a light cloud of smoke.

(gmod with permish?)

[Faroah]

Faroah wriggled when she kissed him on the nose but he enjoyed it. Xanth acted like that sometimes, so affectionate she made him sit in her lap while she petted him. Petted. Like he was some kind of... pet! But she did give him lots of shinies, and he did love her, so he let her do that. Dora caught him off guard so he couldn't protest and he didn't poof away because... Well, kisses were pretty.

Once she let him go, he returned to the pile of shinies he'd collected for Jack, arranging and rearranging them over and over. When Dora showed him the four gems she was taking, he didn't pay much attention, not until she tickled him under the chin. Lifting his head for her to tickle harder, he flapped his wings in pleasure, chittering at her.

Then she was gone, and Faroah turned back to his shinies, wondering what arrangement Jack would like best.

[Nymphadora]

Porting back to the spot where Faroah had shown her in her mind, the image still bright an vivid, Nympadora looked around. She was only slightly dizzy, getting more and more used to the feeling of porting. Hiding the dolls behind her back, Nymphadora looked for Faroah. He was probably still in the middle of his nest.

Extending her wings, Nymphadora took to the air, heading toward the center. Still keeping her eyes out for the little red dragon, it was hard to find him in the endless nest of beautiful things. Faroah? She called out, wondering how long it would take to search for him in the mass before her.

She wanted to give Jack Faroahs doll, and Faroah Jacks doll, but she had decided on her way here that she'd much rather give both to Faroah. Besides... she'd promised to return all the gems. She'd be minus two if she gave a doll to Jack. However, with a little hint, Faroah would probably give Jack the doll anyway. Although, she had a feeling he'd give Jack the little Jack doll, not getting the significance of giving her the doll made in his likeness.

[Faroah]

Faroah was napping when Dora returned, buried under a pile of silk brocade that made rather luxurious bedding and shone red and gold, complimenting his own colouring. He was exhausted, having finally arranged everything to his satisfaction - though past experience told him he would probably change his mind when he awoke and start all over again - and had barely managed to scurry down into his favourite bed to tuck his head under his wing before he was out like a light.

When he heard Dora's call, Faroah's head popped up and he skittered out of the brocade nest, chittering a warning. Realising it was only the girl who had given him lots of pretties, he calmed down, scampering up to the top of the nest to meet her and show off his handiwork. Ooh, ooh! he told her, flapping his wings at the beautifully arranged shinies. Look, look!

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora smiled when Faroah came sccuring out chittering at her. Although she couldn't understand a thing he said unless he repeated it telepathicly, she still found it adorable.

Lookinf down at the part of the nest he was gesturing at, Nymphadora smiled. She didn't see a big change... in fact, she didn't see a change at all. If she hadn't seen him arranging the silver her'd gotten eariler, she'd have no clue what he was trying to show her. It looks lovely Faroah. She said softly. It was lovely. All of it. Any mortals dream would be to find themselves in a place like this.

Carefully navigating her footing so she could crush anything, taking refuge on a pile of coins, Nymphadora crouched down, gesturing for Faroah to come over. When she was sure he was in viewing range she smiled. Faroah, I have something for you. Pulling out the dolls, Nymphadora held them in front of her, tilting them slightly to allow the light to catch the gems in their eyes.

One is you... and the other is Jack. She said with a smile. Maybe... maybe you'd like to give Jack one? She reccomended softly.

[Faroah]

Faroah bobbed his head up and down frantically in agreement when she said it looked lovely, chattering as if to say "I know, aren't I a genius?" Watching her pick her way through his goodies, he wondered what she wanted now. As nice as her compliments were, they didn't warrant another shiny.

Seeing her gesture, his curiosity got the better of him and he poofed across the distance, skating down the pile of coins to land at her feet, his head cocked quizzically. Normally he didn't like to be this close to people who weren't Xanth but she'd been generous and kind and her kisses were pretty. Maybe he'd let her kiss him again.

All thought of kisses was swiftly wiped from his mind as he saw the dragons in Dora's hands. They looked just like him and Jack! And... their eyes... Shiny!

Poofing onto the girl's hand, he wrapped himself around her wrist and dangled over the red doll to get a better look. Ooooh its eyes were red too, and oh so sparkly. Yesyes! he told the girl. Presents for Jack! The black dragon would love these dolls.

Poofing back to the top of his nest, where he'd arranged Jack's goodies, Faroah flapped his wings and squawked as a gesture that she should follow, bobbing his head up and down over the spot where he wanted the dolls. Jack would love them, yes. Pity she didn't have an extra set for him...

Ooh but wait, she said to give Jack one... Meaning he could keep the other? Oooooh. Yes yes! He liked that idea even more. He could keep the red one of himself and give Jack the black one... but where was the fun in that? They already knew what they looked like and could look at themselves every day if they wanted... Yesyes, he could give Jack the one of him and keep the black one for himself! Even better!

Naga, he thanked Dora, wondering how to repay her. She'd only taken four tiny gems in payment for her first gift, and as it turned out she hadn't even taken those really. Nono, she deserved something good. Take something, he told her firmly. Gifts as beautiful as she'd given him deserved something wonderful in return. Anything you want. This time, he wouldn't take no for an answer.

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora beamed at Faroah's excitment. She was so glad he liked her gifts. She'd deffinatly need to tell Piper about the reaction she'd got. Standing up, Nymphadora took to the sky again, landing carefully where Faroah wanted the dolls to be. Setting them down how he wanted them, she watched with joy as he looked them over. No doubt deciding which doll to give Jack.

When he looked up, saying something she could only assume was thanks, Nymphadora nodded quietly, over joyed by his glee. She felt so... at home in the temple. She loved the little guy before her. Even more so, she loved Xanth and Namiko... and just... being here with others that cares for her.

Hearing his voice in her head, Nymphadora grinned at the offer. She was sure anything she spotted here would be a perfect gift, but, although she knew she'd end up taking something anyway, seeing as his tone was deffinate, she wasn't qutie done dishing out the love.

Kneeling on some coins, Nymphadora reached out to gather Faroah in her arms. Snuggling with him softly, she nuzzled his neck, then kissed his head. How about the love of my diety's dearest friend? She cooed at the imp dragon, rubbing his belly softly.

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[Faroah]

Faraoh nuzzled against Dora's neck, letting her kiss him, snickering gently as she rubbed his belly. He nestled into the crook of her arm on his back, his wings and tail trailing over her arms. He didn't allow it for long even though he was enjoying the attention, instead running up her arm to peck her cheek.

The love of her deity's dearest friend? Yesyes, that was him. Did he love her? Possibly, in this moment. After all she had not only gifted him but given him a means to gift Jack too. More than that, she seemed to genuinely care about making him happy and had never once become irritated or agitated. Faroah wasn't as stupid as he knew others believed him to be - he could tell the difference between posing and true generosity. Dora seemed genuine.

Kissing her cheek again, he poofed back to his pile of treasures, coming face to face with the doll of himself. Ooh he was a handsome devil.

Anything! he repeated, cooing back at her. She might make a good pet yet.

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora giggled as Faroah seemed to enjoy her attention. He was so adorable. She'd have to make a note to remind Xanth of that fact. Not that the goddess didn't already know. Smiling as she watching him poof back in front of his doll, Nymphadora heard his reminder for her to take something.

Letting out a small sigh, feeling add taking something when she was in need of nothing. Looking around at the mass of jewels before her, Nymphadora carefully navaged her way past Faroah. Bending down to run her hand along the dragons head, she smiled adoringly at him before walking past him to look around.

There were so many treasures. All shiny, all intresting in its own way. She found a few metal scraps... kitchenware, silver cups and trays. A lot of usless things mixed in with a lot of pricless things. All of which were amazing. Although why Faroah would pick metal scraps... Still, it was his nest.

As she walked she spotted several nice things. Necklaces, braclets. One belt that looked quite intresting. But even though it was all pretty, Nymphadora didn't want to take something simply for the fact that she could. There wasn't a point in that. Turning around, intent on returning to Faroah without a gift for herself, she began making her way back. Either, she'd taken a different route, or the angle in which she was now pointed out something that caught her eye.

Tilting her head, she made her way over to it. After a few pulls, and a slight rearranging of the items around it, Nymphadora pulled out a silver bow, angraved with tribal markings and embedded with dimonds and saphires. Looking at it wide eyed... the metal alloy was exactly what she was looking for. It looked silver... but it wasn't. It was stronger... harder. The fact that it was decorated in such a way, Nymphadora was shocked something like this even existed. And who in Elysia could have possibly owned it, or even created it?

Smiling, she found the one thing out of anything in the pile of treasures in which she not only wanted, but would use. Its weight was immense, she knew this only because it took her Aide powers to hoist the think up. With that extra ability though, it weighed no more than her others had.

Walking back to Faroah, she smiled and crouched down. Holding out the bow, she placed it on the ground for him to inspect. It was his... she'd let him give it to her.

[Faroah]

Shaking his wings out, his whole body rippling for a moment as the sound of leather flapping rent the air, Faroah curled up around the Jack-doll and tucked his head under the Jack-doll's head, watching Dora sleepily as she traipsed through his goodies. He was glad to see that she was careful. He hadn't personally gifted many people with items from his nest but he'd heard tales from other dragons who'd spent a lot of time bemoaning the fact that most humanoids were apparently greedy creatures who snatched the first shiny they could find without a care for it beyond the financial value. Either Dora was smart enough to pick something that could make her rich (though why bother given Xanth's funds?) or she wanted something of extra-special value - the kind you couldn't get from money.

Seeing her rearrange his goodies, Faroah snickered a bit but she'd already done the damage. Besides, he spent most of his days in here rearranging one pile or another so if she'd found something that appealed to her enough for her to dig for it, he could live with the mess she made.

Watching her climb back up to him, he untangled himself from the Jack-doll and hopped up onto the bow. Ah he recognised this. It was an offering to Xanth, one of the items he'd taken from her pile during Halloween when the imps allowed him to snatch shinies for himself.

Chattering at Dora, he bobbed his head and hopped back to his newest pile, curling up again with his head tucked under his wing, ready to sleep.

[Nymphadora]

Nymphadora almost squeeled with delight, but part of her felt greedy. She loved the design and gems embedded, but she didn't need them. If it had been just plain metal, she'd have been thrilled. Yet, this is what that shone to her, and this is what Faroah was giving.

Glad he wasn't looking at her as if she were being greedy, Nymphadora smiled, then reached out to let her finger glide across the bridge of his nose. Sleep well my friend. And thank you. She said softly to the dozing dragon. Thinking about the garden, Nymphadora poofed to it, anxious to test out her bow. Without realizing, she'd left her old bow... yet another gift of semi shiny to add to Faroah's growing collection.

[NPC]

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Played by Dora

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Luna snorted, her black eyes shimmering intensely. Kade had tossed her out of the house after she'd bugged him to the point of doing so. She didn't think what she's done had been all that horrible. He looked sad, and she was curious why. Unlike other dragons, Luna didn't view pride as something easily broken. She herself, had little to none. Of course, she was oblivious to half of what went on around her, but even if she wasn't she still wouldn't care. Everyone thought what they thought. If someone were to say something to her that she didn't like, she'd just spit acid at them.

Kade however, obviously took his pride seriously. For each time Luna scrambled up his arm, poking her head in his face, he'd swat her away. At one point, she'd had to port to prevent from flopping onto the floor. Sometimes her summoner really angered her. Well if he was in such a rotten mood, she wasn't about to try and cheer him up. He could sit there and sulk for all she cared. Besides... she missed Wolf. She'd seen him yesterday, but that was too long. Luna was bonded to Kade, and the brute came first and foremost. But Wolf was someone she'd gladly leave to visit. He always fed her snacks, and his vampire friend always had fuzzies around her.

As she was about to place herself in the middle of a pile of plush, her mind jumped to the red winged beast that was Faroah. It seemed like ages since her beady little black eyes laid upon the crimson male. His mind was even more garbled that hers was. Which would prove entertaining. Grinning, a small hiccup escaping her jaws, spurting acid several feet before her, eating a hole in the dirt, Luna squeezed her eyes shut, teleporting herself directly into Faroah's nest.

Claws scrapping along the metallic surface of a golden helmet, Luna's eyes widened, gazing out over the vast collections. Her nest... was just big enough to fit her body. And thats because the maids always came in and put away the fluffies she'd took from the walls. Inching forward, hopping haphazardly onto a pile of gold coins, her feet slid out from under her, causing her to sprawl forward, chin planted in a sea of treasure.

Credit to Google & Pipers Boutique

[Faroah]

Faroah was curled up amid his pretties, half buried in glittering jewels. His breathing slow and even, he dreamed of a nest so big Xanth had to create ten new dimensions to house it all. In his dream world, he refused to think about the work such a huge nest would mean - all the sorting and polishing and ogling - but savoured the sight of so... much... gold...

Woken as his internal radar screamed "intruder!", Faroah's head snapped up and he peered out over the hillocks made up of shinies that surrounded him. The sound of scraping reached his ears and his head whipped around in that direction. Scrambling up out of his nest, he watched a black female picking her way through his pretties. For a moment he thought she was Jack come to visit him, but she moved differently. Tongue lolling out of his mouth, Faroah snickered when her feet went out from under her.

Teleporting across to her, he popped up from under a pile of gold coins, so close he went cross-eyed trying to look at her. A coin balanced on top of his head, his body buried so all that was visible was from the neck up.

"Luna," he greeted in Draconic, licking his snout and chittering a warm welcome at her. "Good to see you."

Piper's Boutique ~ Dafont ~ Paper Sweets ~ Aethereality

[NPC]

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Played by Dora

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Faroahs sudden appearance caused Luna to scramble to her feet, hiccuping in surprise. Of course, as she did so, a spurt of acid spit from her mouth, finding a jeweled dagger and eating directly through the metal of the blade. Tilting her head slightly, watching it sizzle violently, her black eyes darted to Faroah. He was nothing but a head! Flapping her wings in surprise, her small body lifting off the ground and floating back a mere inch, Luna thrust her head forward, eying Faroah at a close distance. "What happened to your body?" She asked curiously in Dragonic, her nose so close to his she could feel his hot breath.

It was obvious he wasn't dead, she'd just never seen a floating head before. Or... not floating. Looking away from Faroahs head, her glanced around his nest. Any female would be overjoyed to step into a home like this... any female other than Luna. Distracted, no longer curious of his decapitation, Luna's wings folded comfortably on her back as he swiveled her head to gaze upon him. "Your home is large. Would be perfect if it was filled with fluffies." She said, her eyes twinkling at the thought of such a large space filled with nothing but plush.

Credit to Google & Pipers Boutique

[Faroah]

As Luna's acid started eating Faroah's shiny, he squawked and instinctively tried to prevent it. Not really thinking about the consequences, he blew on the dagger, a burst of flame only serving to intensify the acid's reaction. Within a matter of seconds, the dagger was ruined, its shine gone. Heck, half of the dagger itself was gone.

Staring at it, a little disconcerted, Faroah was slow to look up when Luna reared back and demanded to know where his body was. Dagger mishap forgotten, he glanced down and snickered when he realised what she was seeing. Gold coins scattered as he heaved himself up out of the pile and shook himself off, tucking his wings in tight to his body as the black dragon surveyed his nest like a prospective mate. She was rather pretty... though even more eccentric than him if that was possible.

Affronted by her assessment of his nest, that she found it lacking in any way - his was the largest, richest, shiniest, prettiest nest in any of the known realms! - he snorted and reared his head back until his neck almost looped in on itself, a tiny burst of flame showing his disgust. "It is perfect," he told her in no uncertain terms, his head darting forward to snatch up a coin between his tiny jaws. Waving his head to and fro so the coin was in her face, he added, "See?"

Dropping the coin, he nodded decisively, flapping his wings to exaggerate the point. Although... a few 'fluffies' would make his nest more comfortable...



Piper's Boutique ~ Dafont ~ Paper Sweets ~ Aethereality

[NPC]

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Played by Dora

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As Faroah burst out of his coin cocoon, Luna lifted her wing in surprise, shielding herself from flying shinnies, leaking over her black leathery arm, only her eyes visible. Blinking softly, her black beady orbs reflecting the gold around her, giving the illusion her eyes were dotted with riches. Catching the fiery beast before her eying her eying him, she slithered out her tongue as if to taunt, then looked away. He was certainly rather interesting, if not just interestingly odd. Eyes darting from his, breaking the contact that they were maintaining, Luna gazed out onto his massive pile of treasures. Her mind transforming his little kingdom into a room full of plush, one she could enjoy all to herself, a sly smile splay over her dragonic lips.

Hearing Faroah snap at her about his nest, his spit of flame appearing in her peripheral vision, she turned toward him, stepping back from the burst of heat. Not really particular for fire... or ice... or well, anything not related to her element, Luna bared her fangs in distaste. The small confrontation lasted not but a millisecond as Faroah darted forward, picking up a gold coin from a nearby pile. Tilting her head, watching it as one would a watch from a hypnotist, Luna's eyes followed it, loosing all perspective of everything around her. Shaking her head in an attempt to pull back into reality, a small hiccup escaped, a spurt of acid splashing onto the coin held in Faroah's jaws. Bringing her tiny claws to her mouth, covering it bashfully, she grinned at Faroah. "Not anymore" She giggled.

Looking around her again, ignoring the fact that in only a few short minutes, she'd destroyed quite a few of his shinies, Luna's eyes caught sight of a tiny plush doll that looked exactly like her. Eyes widening, she squeaked, bursting forward in a scamper, only to teleport directly on top of the soft plush. Picking it up in her claws and inspecting it, she let it fall to the ground and cuddled up to it, a gleeful expression upon her face. "It's meeeeeeeee" She said, officially claiming this plush her own.

Credit to Google & Pipers Boutique

[Faroah]

Grumbling as Luna's acid ruined his shiny, skittering forward to curl his body around it protectively, he inspected it hopefully, his wings drooping as he realised she was right when she said "Not anymore". Unswayed by her bashfulness - as appealing as she became when she covered her mouth like that - Faroah snickered at her grumpily, ready to run her out of his nest.

Startled by her mad dash across his nest, Faroah jumped, glancing around, wondering what she'd spied that she planned to steal. And he had no doubt she was planning to steal something - dragons only moved like that when they'd spotted something worth claiming as their own.

Chasing after her, Faroah dove forwards to grab her tail between his jaws. As she teleported the last of the distance, he found himself diving headlong into a pile of gold. Ripping his head out and gasping for air, he snorted and glanced around in search of the little terror, squawking when he realised what she'd seen.

At this point, he might have given her one of his treasures just to get her out of his nest, but the plush she'd claimed as her own was his. It was a gift from Xanth's Nymph to remind him of Jack. He didn't want to give it away.

Squawking and flapping his wings as he raced towards her, tiny feet scuttling across jewels and gold and all manner of shiny objects, Faroah stumbled to a stop as he saw the way Luna reacted to the doll. The way she squealed in excitement and dreamily told him "It's meeeeeeee!" brought him up short. She was very pretty... And black dragons were always so appealing...

Chuntering to himself as he debated what to do, Faroah tilted his head and watched the dragon with his plush. Maybe he could bribe her to leave Jack's doll alone if he gave her something else instead. She liked plush (odd, odd, odd dragon). Faroah knew just where to take her.

Shrieking at her and flapping his wings again, he scuttled up beside her and wrapped his neck around the doll's, reclaiming it as his. "Mine. Come, I'll get you a different one. Lots of plush. Lots. This one's mine."

Piper's Boutique ~ Dafont ~ Paper Sweets ~ Aethereality