#telepathagonist

--- Ben turned in a slow circle, letting the dragon on his shoulder drop down to curl around his bicep and let out a small burst of flame out towards their growing audience. This was just a normal part of the routine, to allow the dragons to show off all their most dangerous parts in order to catch and keep the attention of anyone watching. Quietly, almost imperceptibly, he gave a few of the smaller dragons the signal to fly out into the crowd. There, they curled around shoulders and breathed out smoke and flames over heads to distract from the subtle motions of claws snatching jewelry and various currency (always valuable to have multiple kinds, in a world where merchants usually did exchanges only with notes and coins from their native dimension) and quickly flying them over to their master’s bag throughout the rest of the performance before it ended. Some time passed, nearly an hour or more, before Ben raised his hands and spoke “Show’s over, everyone, thank you for your time!” to disperse the crowd and bring the show to a close. He watched as people piled their coins into the hat he’d set out to collect generous tips, and stepped forward to take it and hastily make his leave before anyone noticed something missing from their person.