Sleeping Dragon pulse

As he'd said, he didn't want to keep it veiled away like it were some treasure to unlock but it still stupidly bothered him sometimes, and he didn't really want to weigh her down with that. It was ugly, he knew that well enough, although in the present it was only to a very small effect on his day to day. Most of the time, it was none. He sighed softly. With him not having a homeland to go to, it had seemed like something to do when everything had been so bleak. "I met Thuringwethil while wandering the coast after there was nowhere else to go, and she seemed interesting enough. Staying around this long had not necessarily been the plan in the start," he chuffed softly, glad it had in the long run because he couldn't really imagine what better he could be doing? At the time it had seemed almost surreal to take his first steps into the culture of Drageda, and on the heels of such raw defeat. Thankfully, it had worked out for him.