(Cecil himself is an outlier among hunters, being so small and more dragon-like than even the Wyverians. That another dragon, especially an elder dragon, is able to talk isn't as much of a surprise to him as it would be the rest of the investigators. What takes him, instead, is the velvet-wrapped command that compels the kobold out of his hiding place. Swept offguard, widened eyes come to greet the malzeno directly.
How did he do that? Since when could he do that? Why is Cecil actually complying?)
Oh dear...
(Last time he checked, Cecil was sure he wasn't a qurio. He's out in the open now, with reflexes guiding his hands to sheathed blades to be drawn in a moment's notice.)
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How did he do that? Since when could he do that? Why is Cecil actually complying?)
Oh dear...
(Last time he checked, Cecil was sure he wasn't a qurio. He's out in the open now, with reflexes guiding his hands to sheathed blades to be drawn in a moment's notice.)