Wings of Fury 2

Caulind was staring at Marray quietly, still holding his little responsibility in the wrapped up clothing he'd first been seen in, his explorer's clothing having been repurposed somewhat whilst he wore a more martial set of clothing. A fine mesh chain shirt, gauntlets and bracers covering the upper limbs. It was a bit more exerting to travel in but they weren't pushing at a particularly harsh pace.

"Hmm?" After a little delay at being addressed, perking slightly as active mode kicked in. "I may split off. Thank you for the invitation but, I feel I may just get underfoot. I have my own... Well, a home I can retreat to for a while, once I figure how to hide this one on a boat. The offer is very nice to be directly given though, thank you Avag..." He then held up the silver dragon, looking at her for a bit. "This is Silivrenêl by the way, for when you're telling your own about their siblings. It means crystal star, roughly. My elvish is a little rough, especially for when it comes to crafting names, I hope I've gotten it right."