[Albert is in the kitchen of his home, preparing herbs and tinctures and generally puttering--in case someone needs treatment, or a place to rest. The mortar and pestle he's using clatter to the ground as he feels a warmth against his chest--his dragoon spirit reacting to something.]
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[He notices the tone, his own voice slipping into the precise, clipped tones of an advisor.]
I shall spread the word, sir. A dragon, you say?
I assume you are going to attempt to slay this beast on your own?
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I must. It is my duty as a Dragoon. I do not know the strength of the creature, and I do not wish to put anyone here in further danger.
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If you feel it a serious threat to our village at the present time, take a force with you; it does not need to be overlarge.
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Damn.
You need any help?
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I would prefer not to involve anyone until I am sure what manner of dragon it is. Judging from the reaction of the dragoon spirit I carry, it could be one it has encountered before.
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