The Multi-Dimensional OC Bar

Almost as an instinct, Vision's horn glows, cloaking himself in an air of darkness and mystery, as well as an actual black hooded cloak.

The dragon first turned its sight towards Tune and answered. "Aye, that be right." he tried to copy Tune's accent. He then turned his eyes towards Graham. "Graham, huh.. Pleased to meet you. Don't worry, I don't bite. And my name is Frost Scale, or Frost for short." He then turned his gaze at Vision, who attempted to hide himself. "And who might you be?"

"Well, that's only slight relief.." Graham mumbled to himself as he turned his attention back to Frost. "Well, Mr. Scale, it's an honor. I've never actually talked to a dragon before, or been this close to one, so forgive me for my.. Meekness." He said, attemtping to build up his nerve so he could have a proper chat with the dragon.

Frost chuckled at Graham. "Ohh, you're excused. You're a lot braver than most of the rogues I met... They usually run away in fear. And never return."

Vision cast further illusions on himself, giving himself a dark aura and a sharp sword hanging by his side, before he strode forward and answered with as much confidence as he could muster, "My name is Vision."

Graham gave a slightly nervous chuckle. "I can't imagine why..." He then gave Frost a perplexed look. "Wait, how did you know that I'm a.. Rouge, as you put it?"

Frost gave Graham a weird look. "Wait, you're a rogue? I just merely compared you with one, I had zero idea that you are one.." he then turned his eyes to Vision. "Pleased to meet you, Vision. Are you trying to look intimidating to me? Because if so, you're not doing a very good job." He said and chuckled.

Graham was silent for a moment, as he pondered what just transpired. He then put his hand over his face, and simply walked back to his seat to take a drink, without a word.

"Let's just say... I am how I look." He bowed briefly. "Pleased to meet you... uh, Frost."

"Are you really." Frost asked with a chuckle and then looked at Graham. "Anything wrong, mr. Graham?"

"... Yes." Vision said stiffly. "Yes, I am." He turned to Graham. "You alright?"

Graham responded to both Vision and Frost in a dejected tone. "Yes, I'm alright. Just... Give me a moment. I feel like I'm about to have an aneurysm out of my own stupidity." He says as he takes a large drink of his wine. He then takes a deep breath, then stands up, wine still in hand, and walks back to the direct line of sight of Frost.

"I... see..." Vision said uncertainly. "You sure you don't want my non-alcoholic wine?"

"No no, I'm fine. Thank you, though. I think I may need the real thing right now, you see." Graham said, while taking another drink of his wine.

Frost chuckles and gives Graham a grin. "Don't worry, I don't mind rogues, thieves, murderers, whatever scum that exists, as long as they leave me alone." He says with a smile.

"Mmhmm." Vision glances at Frost. "So, what is it that you do, other than travel with Arianwyn?"

"Duly noted" Graham said as he takes yet another drink. "I'll be sure not to go after you. Well, I was already planning on not doing that, but now I'll make extra certain to not go after a large frost dragon who would probably have little issues with killing me."

"Explore, scare off rogues for fun.. not much, really. Mostly protecting my sweet Arianwyn." He says.

"Oh." Vision paused. "So... um, how's life treating you nowadays?"

Frost smiled at Graham's comment and then turned to Vision. "I'd love it a lot more if ponies would stop treating me like a beast that only has intentions of killing and running away every time they catch a glimpse of me."

Graham gave a slight sigh when Frost said, "scaring off rouges for fun." He gave the dragon an accusing look. "I feel like you mentioned that on purpose, with me here..."

"Yeah, uh, that sounds terrible." Vision coughed. "Good thing nopony around here is treating you like that."

"In that case you lost the bet." Frost said. "I am trying to forget that you're one of them, you see."

"... Right.... Sorry I keep bringing it up..." Graham scratched his head awkwardly. "A-anyway... If it makes you feel better, I don't really see you as a violent beast. More of a... Morally right dragon. Which, as you may guess, makes me a tad uncomfortable."

"No, I'm just always like this when I'm nervous." Vision drew his sword from his side and waved it around in the air a little bit. "Call me easily agitated."