Kayne/ 18/ male/ new rider/ Mentions: Adramelech, Avery, Marina
When the dragon- his dragon- suddenly dropped him as if it hadn't a care in the world whether Kayne landed safely or not, Kayne righted himself and landed in a cat-like crouch. If Adramelech wanted a rider who was easily pushed around, he'd chosen the wrong guy. Hoping he'd disappointed the dragon by not landing in a flailing heap, he dusted himself off.
"First off, if this is gonna work, yeah, we're gonna have to find you a nickname, mate." He drawled, his twangy yet somehow still elegant sounding accent even thicker in his irritation.
Then his dragon stopped suddenly and made the strangest sound, like he'd eaten someone earlier and one of their bones had settled in Adramelech's throat. He followed Adram's gaze and saw him interested in a very NOT friendly looking dragonness. The Dark dragon. Creepy. Very dangerous. Did he mention creepy yet? Kayne liked the night. The shadows were comforting, the air was fresh, the forests quiet, and the stars were beautiful, but this dragonness was not like the night's darkness at all. She exuded the dank claustrophobic darkness of the deepest cave. Her darkness was no comfort to him. It was simply suffocating.
Kayne trotted to keep up with his dragon's long strides. "Wait, you have friends?" His voice snarky, hoping for a reaction.
He let out an exasperated sigh when his dragon told him to stay close. "Look, mate, I'll do what I dang well please. I didn't sign up for this. I wasn't even planning on being here today, and I don't know why you chose me over some other kid who probably waited their whole life to be a Rider, cause I'm a Ranger already and I don't know how well this whole dragon Rider thing is going to work out."
Even as he spoke, he wondered at the truth of these words. Perhaps he could make more of a difference as a rider than a ranger. With the advantage of flight and a freakin fire breathing monster on his side, maybe he could finally tighten up the border security, or at least gather enough evidence to present a case for the royalty of the land to care about all of the tension at the border. As a Rider, maybe he would finally have a voice. Could he finally make a difference?
His gaze flickered to Avery Solstrale. He needed questions answered. He didn't necessarily like the man-well, people in general really- but he needed questions answered and that was the only one he knew to ask. Besides, he looked like he had some sort of rank within the Riders.
"Look, while you go catch up with your friend." He told Adramelech. "I'm going to go ask that guy a few questions about all this Rider stuff." He pointed out Solstrale. "That okay with you?" He asked, but didn't wait for an answer before he began that direction. If Adram had a problem with it, Kayne would certainly hear about it within the next 2.5 seconds.
Solstrale was talking to the same girl with the water dragon that Kayne had given his cloak to. Making sure to steer clear on the cantankerous water lizard, Kayne came up behind Solstrale and paused for a moment, crossing his arms. There was no way to get out of this one without talking to someone. And he probably had to be respectful too. He needed questions answered and irritating Solstrale would not help his case.
"Solstrale." He finally spoke, his voice deep and even, not arrogant, but not submissive either. "I don't know if you remember me, but I have some questions for you."
It sounded more like he meant it as an interrogation than a friendly conversation, but he hadn't meant it that way. His tone was just a bit too serious. He uncrossed his arms to hopefully tone his body posture down a notch to something less threatening.