"Where were you the last time I crossed paths with orcs?" I ask the dragon beneath me sarcastically. Whether she understands me or not, she just continues crawling after the golem.
We receive a number of stares as we pass through the busy streets, and I hear a number of mumblings about humans, and curiosity about what's going on, but every creature we pass gives George and Blue a wide berth, and we pass through the streets unmolested on our way to the mountain peak. I receive the most stares, and comments; apparently someone riding on the back of a dragon is unheard of or very rare.
"Is that how you mounted her earlier?" Jennifer asks me, arching one eyebrow. "No wonder she was making so much noise. I figured that after your skill at mounting me, you'd know how to mount such a large and magnificent creature."
Jewkes gives the woman an odd look, a cross between confusion and shock. He probably has no idea how large she used to be.