Don't believe in no-win scenarios

‘Dropping in to greet people’ is a fraught concept when you’re a skyborne predator with jaws to rival a tyrannosaur’s- let alone when you’re a mythological creature legendary for their rapacity. This old dragon is quite conscious of that.

It’s why, though he doesn’t resist investigating the wedding below, he doesn’t simply land on the rooftops above the main party; he picks a spot out of the way where he can yet get a view of the celebrations. With a rush of wind and a thump of weight that shakes his perch to its foundations, he settles onto a small one-storey shop that’ll be getting the claw marks out of the roof for weeks. Alas, when he cranes his head down to ask the nearest guests what the occasion is, the family of bearfolk squeak and drop their cakes in their hurry to leave. Hmm. This business may be more difficult than he expected...