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@Spark of Hope I know this is kinda dead, but can we get this started?

"*Canon" SmokeFlash corrected through a hole in the 4th wall.

"I'm just telling tales to pass the time."

"By the way, that stretch of teal going from the top of my chest down to my... private organs is scar tissue. I signed up for this fancy dragon spa, and when I got there, they gave me this blue juice to drink, after drinking it, I blacked out. When I woke up, I was laying down in some freezing cold water, apparently I had been flayed alive, and some freak took several of my guts. Fortunately, I managed to acquire the aid of a healer before I bled out."

"Can we go back to camp now?" questioned SmokeFlame.

UT!Shattertwist Neutral Hero (true pacifist) Evolved (No mercy)

SmokeFlame states "As much as I would like to leave you and your tale alone, I don't think I can. There seems to be something forcing me to be with you folks. Let me try something." He then scales the walls and runs off... ...only for an origami crow to drop a bottle he's stuck in by Revi's feet.

"I know, I just wanted to join you guys. I probably should've thought my reasoning out more, though."

"about... 255 years old, plus a day or two?" SmokeFlash responded, in spite of Revi asking his author instead of him.

"Fine then. I will wait."

"I see you wish to speak in private. Alright then, get to the point."

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SmokeFlash crawls into a bottle, somehow, he fits, in spite of being the size of a car. "If I fits, I sits." echos from the bottle.

SmokeFlash attempts to shrug, but winces. He then crawls into a small bottle, in spite of the fact that he's the size of a small house.

"Thank you." After a short while, he interrupts their side conversation with "Sorry to bother you two, but my wing hurts even more. Why does my wing sting?"

"Yes." He lowers his wing.

"Thank you, mister, let me clean my wing." He sprays his wing with a blast of saltwater.

"I'm coming with. I think my wing could use a bandage..." he states, noticing a bit of fresh teal leaking out of a gash.

"Got bit by a weirdly strong wolf. Some stranger in armor showed up and turned the wolf into a kebab. It was tasty."

"Oh, that's cool. I'd offer to carry you there, but my wing is hurt." He gestures to a limp wing covered in a dry teal substance.

"So, where are we going?" he asks.

SmokeFlame rushes down the canyon and dives into the water. He soon returns, glistening in the sunlight. "Thanks, was getting thirsty."

Smokeflash gets back on all fours, then asks if there's anywhere nearby that he can wash off in.

SmokeFlash rolls around, crushing the orc into the mud.