*Tarelth growls at Hex, but withought the added depth of a partial morph in his vocal cords it comes out as a normal human growl. He frowns and tilts his head.*

"That was kinda pathetic, wasn't it? Oh well."

*He hears Dion speak and turns towards him.*

"And how exactly are you going to light that powder? Besides, it explodes, not burns."

*Frowning, he looks back towards the stones in the street, then back down at the blade on his wrist. Withought a word he gathers some of the grass up into a small pile and drops is on the cobbles. He retracts his razorgaurd and uses the back of it to strike lightly at the stone, hopefully causing enough sparks to light the grass.*
Tarelth Hawkion
Platinum Moon Founder




"The eye of the dragon has opened.
The lair of the dragon has spoken.
The hills of the dragon have shaken.
For the dragon has awoken."