they sit back to back - the only thing holding the other up at this point. They're both battered and exchausted. The dragon has been driven away; they'd given the humans all the time they could to flee, luring the beast out of the city. It probbaly wont last long, but at least the threat is knonw. the humans defeated both hirediaty eneimies - given time, they will prevent this from happening again, now that they know it exists.
where is came from will be a questions for more rested minds. Fell has too many limbs in this form, arms holding them up, arms holding himself close, arms clutching his knees to himself. in reverse, crolwey has only as many as he started with, though both could never pass as human right now.
there's a high chance the humans will murder them boht as mosters on sight if they don't collect themselves. fold themseles back in reality and back to the humans fascimile they'd been wearing. all crolwye knows is he could sleep for a week before he has the stength to attmept it, and fell dones't even look concous anymore.
the glowy bits to him are dull with grime, but cool agsainst his back. up close, he's still not sure what on earth to compair them too - seagrass in mvomement, but almost more like tiny thin feathers. except where they curl - like fuffy pits of wool - along his spina nd shoulders and head, theire not white - as more of an abselnce of solid colour, a light that slips out. the black however, feel slike as much as an oil slick as it looks, and corlwey wonders if that was always his colouring, or if it was a side effect of being cut off formt he other etherials when they left. will it grow? will t saok thought he core of his enimy - draken him to mastch crolwey's own usual colouring?
where is came from will be a questions for more rested minds. Fell has too many limbs in this form, arms holding them up, arms holding himself close, arms clutching his knees to himself. in reverse, crolwey has only as many as he started with, though both could never pass as human right now.
there's a high chance the humans will murder them boht as mosters on sight if they don't collect themselves. fold themseles back in reality and back to the humans fascimile they'd been wearing. all crolwye knows is he could sleep for a week before he has the stength to attmept it, and fell dones't even look concous anymore.
the glowy bits to him are dull with grime, but cool agsainst his back. up close, he's still not sure what on earth to compair them too - seagrass in mvomement, but almost more like tiny thin feathers. except where they curl - like fuffy pits of wool - along his spina nd shoulders and head, theire not white - as more of an abselnce of solid colour, a light that slips out. the black however, feel slike as much as an oil slick as it looks, and corlwey wonders if that was always his colouring, or if it was a side effect of being cut off formt he other etherials when they left. will it grow? will t saok thought he core of his enimy - draken him to mastch crolwey's own usual colouring?