Or maybe can we turn it into a forum RP:
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LungTien enters the deep cave leading to the hall under the city of Dralk. Shaking himself to remove some ashes from his black scales, the spellcaster gets a thoughful expression as he walks down through the tunnels. Was the council going to judge Cynny lightly, or hardly? Was he, himself, going to be punished for his former lack of prudence?
At this though, the Helian dragon sighs deeply, convinced he'd surely deserve it. Reaching the main room of the cave, LungTien Temeraire looks around with a darkened gaze. After a moment of hesitation, he finally pads up on the stony circle, and sits down, trying to let the warmth calm his mind and to relax.