Who: daenerys targaryen & YOU!
What: training for battle & being a dragon
When: skadi's event and the time following
Where: all over
Rating: mature, just in case (d/t game of thrones warnings)

I. Skadi's Event (in Skadi's District)

[ ooc: I don't plan on making top-levels while she's a dragon, so if we discussed something feel free to poke it in here. Otherwise, it's safe to assume your character saw this dragon flying overhead at some point in the city, either solo, with Mike on her back, or accompanied by another dragon (or two). ]

She awakens to the sun shining in her face. To a cooler breeze which has her shifting because she's cold. That wouldn't have happened were she still the Unburnt... but it seems to receive fire of her own, she had to lose her body's natural shift toward being warmer.

All too soon, she realizes the reason it's colder is because she's naked. Covered in soot and dirt, hair a disheveled mess about her, she blearily glances around her. No one nearby. It's with some effort (mostly due to stiff body parts) that she pushes to her feet and makes her way back toward civilization. And all too soon, she realizes she's in Vænnstaðr.

"Couldn't go to Tyr's district for food..." she mutters. You might hear it, as she's spoken this after some time walking. "Pardon me, but do you have anything to eat? Fruit, maybe?"

Yeah, enjoy that eyeful of naked Daenerys, whoever you are. It's probably the only time you'll see dat dragon ass.

II. Training in Heimdall's District

Just as frequently as she can be found in Sigyn, Tyr, or Honir's districts, so too will you find Daenerys in Heimdall's. More specifically, you'll find her in Bærsveit Row. Currently, she's eyeing one of the swords. The arakh she'd once fetched as it fell from the sky is firmly in hand.

"This isn't as easy to swing as my bloodriders make it seem," she says to you, if she catches you eyeballing the curved blade.

III. Skjóta Oddr | Honir's District

( a. ) Dany's become somewhat of a constant in Skjóta Oddr these days. So much so that the natives who amble around the place give her a nod or a smile in greeting, sometimes offering smalltalk when neither they nor she appear to be in a rush to do something. One horse, in particular, has notoriously been 'claimed' as hers: a white mare. Wild, once, but who now trots over when Dany steps beyond the stables and into the range.

It bumps its snout against her palm, and she says to it in greeting: "Hash yer dothrae chek asshekh?"

What the what? Did you hear her speak in Dothraki? Did she just call one of Honir's eight-legged horses an ass?

( b. ) "You'll have to learn to ride into battle, sometime," she tells you. Dressed in a simple pair of breeches and a loose top — this world's clothing and not her own — she sits atop one of the fences. Silver hair is plaited back and out of her face. "It's more than just riding."

( c. ) You're being watched as you ride about the range. She sits atop her white mare, eyes tracking you for some time. Either when it becomes disconcerting enough for you to confront her, or when you grow tired of riding and look to have a quick chat, she'll remain, her look pleasant.

Until the corners of her mouth twist upward, and her brows lift. "Let's race."

IV. Wildcard

[ Do your worst if you've got something in mind, otherwise HMU on plurk or discord and we can piece something together C: ]

[ ooc: will match format based on your preference. also willing to have dany discuss war council things if your character is interested in that. ]