[ Hello, he's a dragon, he's immune to everything he decides he should be immune to! Wrathion snatches up the bundle, still cradled in the paper for now, and squints up at the sky. ]
We should get moving, before these birds bother us much more -- or before anything else does for that matter.
[ Can the heart piece itself attract undead? A question worth considering. He might need to ward it into a box, as they did with other unpleasant body parts. Something about the aura of death permeating the area has him unsettled, cold. He doesn't want to linger. ]
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[ Hello, he's a dragon, he's immune to everything he decides he should be immune to! Wrathion snatches up the bundle, still cradled in the paper for now, and squints up at the sky. ]
We should get moving, before these birds bother us much more -- or before anything else does for that matter.
[ Can the heart piece itself attract undead? A question worth considering. He might need to ward it into a box, as they did with other unpleasant body parts. Something about the aura of death permeating the area has him unsettled, cold. He doesn't want to linger. ]