Chapter 17: Greedy

Náttúrumaður just sighed as he stared Mokzaxirrathan hitting the boulder with a hammer, it's been three days since he has been here- And Nátt has learned a lot about this man, he likes meat over vegies, he likes hitting tings with the warhammer Nátt gave him, he has nightmares every night, he has a dragon inside his soul, he likes the night sky, he absolutely loevs the Fairyglows and likes to watch them through the night instead of sleeping because he has nightmares every single night, leading him into sleep deprivation- So Nátt would constantly feed him till he was full- And then wait until he falls asleep just to cast [Dream Ward] to protect him from nightmares.

[Dream Ward] was a spell he created to protect his dreams, which he had to use the concept of the [Dream] Spell of the School of Illusion that he used to enter someone's dream, but he made it a barrier to put on Mokzaxirrathan's head and protected him from having any nightmares. And it worked! Nátt was very proud of his very first spell, it was actually as complicated as a 5th Level sepll, so he could easily cast it now that he could cast spells at 6th level. And maybe Mokza noticed it, but they didn't comment in it, so it was fine.

Three days.

He must be really lonely because he started to look at Mokzaxirrathan in a hornier way- I mean, he's a 8' feet man, so muscular and sexy, full of sexy scars through his body and beautiful golden eyes that turn red whenver the dragon inside him is closer to the surface, he can fight, and he's hot as fuck. And Náttúrumaður is a healthy young man that is a flaming homosexual.

It's been three days, and he has yet to show the Half-Titan where he could go to take a bath, so he started to smell, so Náttúrumaður decided to show him the place he goes to take a bath- "i'm sorry for not showing you this place earlier, i kinda forgot about it since i can get clean with a wave of my hand." Mokza only hummed in understanding as he followed the smaller man through the thick vegetation, dodging tree branches and stepping over roots from large trees- Looking up, he could see rays of light coming down through the endless sea of green.

"It's fine, i guess." Mokzaxirrathan said as his large hands reached out for a brown leaf falling from above. "I also forgot- I normally take baths only after killing something, or once every week or something." On his back, the wooden warhammer that Nátt gave him, maybe he doesn't know, but giving a weapon to a Half-Titan is a declaration of friendship- Costumes he learned ever since he was young from his mother, and seeing how Náttúrumaður has been very helpful with his nightmares, he could be useful- He wants revenge, the Cult of Tiamat killed his family, he wants to bring them vengence, so he'll hunt them down and kill every single one of them.

"So you're a wizard or something like that?" Mokzaxirrathan asked, suddenly feeling a little bit awkward- Like, how do you say 'Hey, i wanna go kill a cult, wanna go with me so i can use your magical abilities to give them hell?' Like, who says that?

Diffrently from what you may think- Half-Titans are not very social outside of their close circle of families that marry into each other- Which weakens the Titan blood within them, but Mokzaxirrathan is from a family of 2nd generation Half-Titans, his father was the son of a titan with a human, while his mother was a 3rrd generation Half-Titan, meaning her grandparents were one titan and one human.

"I mean... i can use magic, but unlike wizards, i draw my magic from nature around us- The very concept of nature is within my hands, since i am loved by nature. I am what you would call a Druid."Nátt stepped over another root just a bird flew above and landed on his shoulder, whispering on his ears: "Sire, we require your assistance- My baby- They're not able to get out of their egg." Nátt raised an eyebrow and looked up at the tree, where a small nest rested- The bird was a small yellow bird with green feather on it's head. "Well, i'll help however i can."

A invisible force shot out at the nest, carrying it down to his vision. Inside, there were five eggs, four of which were cracked and there were ffeatherless little creatures that screeched calling for their mother, while one of them was resting within the egg, unable to leave. Nátt used his [Channeling] ability to use his energy to analyze the body just as he used [Inspect]:

[Egg:

An egg, which within contains an premature, weak baby bird that cannot leave this egg without help.]

"Oh, this is easy to fix." His fingers danced as his energy entered the body of the baby bird and he casted a [Cure Wounds] at level 5, which made the whole egg glow in a bright green light, he also made sure to cast [Lesser Restoraion] just to be sure- He has no opinion on the whole 'weak die strong lives' deal in nature, but if an animal came seeking his help, he would help the animal! "There we go..." Just as he finished his sentece, the egg within the nest cracked and opened as a small baby bird screamed it's way into the world. "Oh, how strong you are now! Thank you, sire." The bird bowed to him, making Nátt smile gently at the bird before raising the nest up to the ground using a simple [Mage Hand].

Mokzaxirratha, who watched this whole exchange, saw how gentle Náttúrumaður acted to the small bird- How he smiled so gently at the baby bird, and his eyebrows raised up in wonder, all he heard was chirping, but apparently Nátt understood everything the bird was saying, because he was humming alongside the chirping of the bird- But the small gentle smile made his heart stutter, maybe it was because he never saw someone smile like that on his presence after his whole family was killed, but that smile made his heart stutter.

[Interesting- I want him]... Dragons are greedy.