stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
Tondrek absently says hmm? and then nods, almost to himself. He takes out some of the spare pieces of wire from his collection and then starts twisting them. It takes a few minutes, and each time Shava seems ready to interupt him to ask what was going on, the halfork just grumped waity wait! When he was done, he turned to the khoravar."Excuse me Tondrek dear. What was that about a storm and the draconic prophesy?"
In his hand, the wire has been transformed into a a complicated mess. From this angle, it looks like a spoked gear. Tondrek twists it about. Gears are turning. He then turns it to its side. From this side, it looks more abstract, but if one squints hard, it looks like something with wings and maybe a cloud with lightning. Crimson—it means red—drake flies within Storm. One other flip and its... well, round? Finds Eye of Tiger twice. He claps happily, accidentally impaling himself on one of the barbs, though he hardly notices. Draconic Profsy say it. Or bees say it. Though bees don't talk. Unless you infuse them. Hmm... elenamental binding for insects. You'd have to use something big or small... He starts muttering to himself about some disturbing possibilities...