[Claude emerges from his hiding place, and the crystal makeshift weapon in his hand clatters uselessly to the ground in shock. A great winged beast, with black scales the inverse of the Immaculate One's pure white, is in the cavern.
And talking... to him.
Hadn't the Immaculate One fought alongside him and the others in the defence of Garreg Mach Monastery? So maybe he doesn't have anything to fear from this one, too, at least for now. Its -- his -- tone certainly doesn't suggest hostility, even if the cave is suddenly a lot warmer.]
I'm Claude von Riegan, not 'mortal', thanks. No idea where we are. And you are, uh...?
[Hopefully not going to snack on him for that attitude, at least.]
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And talking... to him.
Hadn't the Immaculate One fought alongside him and the others in the defence of Garreg Mach Monastery? So maybe he doesn't have anything to fear from this one, too, at least for now. Its -- his -- tone certainly doesn't suggest hostility, even if the cave is suddenly a lot warmer.]
I'm Claude von Riegan, not 'mortal', thanks. No idea where we are. And you are, uh...?
[Hopefully not going to snack on him for that attitude, at least.]