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The Root of Knowledge (Cheeky_Cherry & Greeneyed23)

Greeneyed23

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Until recently the lands of the Seven peoples had been at peace. In the North the Dark and Light Elves nestled in their massive forests and the twin mountain ranges of the Tyk and Nyk. In the West the Circled Range served the dwarves as a stronghold and the center of their massive mining ranges. To the South lay the Pajh Ocean and on the shores of which lived the orcs who ruled the fishing business with skill and fervor, while in the low mountains ringing the shoreline the temples of the Amshir, the magical beings of the land lived and studied. In the center of all of these was the Hollowed valley, created by the several dozen mountain ranges throughout the land, forming a sort of oblong valley that held most of the humans. including the greatest human city, Exatochl. In the East, upon the Rthdarian Desert, the Dragons had built their dwellings.

The current outbreak of violence was by a group of bandits that spanned the entire land, though they did not harass the dragons, or if they had they had not survived the foolishness. The issue was they were many, strong, well armed, and absolutely ruthless. they slaughtered their victims and took everything including slaves, and sometimes the people they took vanished altogether. Every day the attacks grew worse and people were demanding a solution.

Centuries, maybe millenia, before, there had been a great war between the six races of the land that had rocked the very planet to it's core. The orcs and dwarves had slaughtered each other mercilessly, the elves were fighting amongst themselves, the humans were fighting everyone, and the Amshir were using powerful magics to destroy their foes. All of this had not truly affected the Dragons. They were a race apart. The war lasted for more than a century and the death tool and shed blood had been so thick as to be enough to fill an ocean. Then finally the Amshir, and the magic users of the other races had made a serious mistake.

A dragon is a creature of magic. Born of a mating of the four elements and fueled by a magic of immeasurable power, they have long been sought by all of the races for a number of reasons and uses. Their scales are harder than diamond and are worth far more. Their bones, especially their fangs and talons, are used for tools and weapons, as they are light but incredibly powerful and seemingly unbreakable. Their hearts are massive and are known to make a man extremely potent in bed, and their own organs heal all sorts of diseases. Their tails can fell whole towers, they can of course breath fire, and the larger ones can destroy whole cities alone. That they can fly also adds to their mystique. What is truly most intriguing about them is their eyes. being what and who they are dragon's eyes can bewitch any creature. The problem is that most beings who gaze into their eyes tend to go mad. one cannot look into the darkness of time so long as to be eternal go mad. often they just die their bodies unable to bear the strain of the sight. there are those who have survived but they are extremely rare and even they will admit to being changed by the experience.

The magic users sought to bring all of this power to bear in their war. So several expeditions, unaware of each other, entered the Dragon's lands and stole eggs. Each egg hatched instantly, a sort of defensive mechanism, and their mother's arose. Unfortunately all twelve hatchlings were killed, along with the mothers, and several other eggs were smashed.

Millenia before this war there had been another. Then Dragons had roamed the land devouring anyone and anything they wanted, often ensnaring their prey with their eyes simply for the fun.History cannot be sure how or why but one day that changed. Seemingly at the same moment of the same day near the very dawn of history six dragons tried to ensnare a member of each race. It didn't work. The being instead just gazed into their eye still speaking but in the tongue of the Dragons which should have been impossible. So were born the Dragon Souled. Effectively dragons themselves these beings appeared more and more until the Dragons agreed to cease their murderous ways and take their place as the mighty race they were. Working with the other races through the Souled, they developed the current situation and the borders. The nations were not enemies and often traded with each other but they did have their own rulers, lands, and laws. The dragons set themselves apart as while the eldest they were also the least organized and they also knew that their fury would destroy any opponents. As indeed it nearly did.

After the eggsmashing the Dragon were enraged. Their entire nation rose up as one and first scoured their lands hunting down and slaughtering each offender. then they flew out of the desert like a sandstorm and laid waste to the other six nations. There had been thousand upon thousands of dragons and their Souled, humanoid but just as alien creatures, had ridden with them served as the small claw of the mighty force. Within hours the six nations were forced to band together but even this was nothing to the dragons. Their fury was insatiable. No matter how many they lost they flew on, and the tales of how even in death they slew hundreds or even thousands still chilled their neighbors to the bones.

It was then that the six nations truly learned about the Souled. Forged into the image of Dragons themselves they possessed the same nature and qualities and the same fury. They were far beyond superhuman, far beyond even the elves, and possessed the Dragon Eye. The only thing they lacked was they could not fly, and though some disagreed, they could not breath fire. this hardly mattered as a hundred of them had been dropped screaming into the warcamp of the alliance's offensive and had slaughtered the camp utterly without a single loss. This action had effectively ended the war. Since then everyone had been happy to leave the Dragons in peace.

Now for some reason a single Souled had been seen in the land. They did things their own way and for some reason this one was walking toward Exatochl. The whole land was in uproar over the bandits but slowly they were questioning the presence of the Souled. And well they might.

The Souled in question was a head taller than most but no giant, though he was very powerfully built. No one had seen his face because of the heavy robes he wore, but what truly marked him was the dragon egg he carried plainly in a pack on his back. No one but a Souled would dare carry an egg. Thus the stories of the Souled reached Exatochl within days, if not hours, of the being stepping out of the desert into the eyes of witnesses.

What havoc he was causing and would further cause was not his concern.
 
Argentum Silverblade had indeed heard the news of the Dragon Eye walking towards Exatochl and had prepared for it. She had practically been a part of the guard since she was a child, she grew up there with the men. Raised by them and the Captain of the Guard, her father she knew how to hold a sword long before she knew how to read or write.

Now she was standing guard as the new Captain in her father's place. Her blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, she had polished her armor and sword to a high shine, the blue that was a part of the well made armor was also on the armor of the other men under her care. They were in fact called "The Blue Stars" due to the silver and blue that they proudly wore.

She placed her hand on the hilt of her sword as she watced the Dragon Eyed slowly walk into view. Though her men hadn't seen him yet, her eyes were used to spotting things that they couldn't. The men followed her lead and stood at the ready, incase they were forced to defend their lands. "Clinton! Simon! Head out and greet him! See what our guest wants!" She suddenly barked out, two men broke rank and ran towards the stranger who gained on their position.

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The Souled continued to walk silently watching the guards come but did not let them distract or stop him at all. He just kept walking toward the city calm and smoothly.

When the men tried to get in his path he walked straight toward them and they were moved aside then put back into their place. Still they had not seen his face or his skin. They had also been unable to touch him. Soon they had reached the gate and they looked up at their captain. "Captain he won't talk to us!"

Nor would he be stopped. He kept walking and on their own the gates open allowing him into the city. On he walked unconcerned but in no way exhibiting any threat. He had no weapons, though his robes could have hidden them, the only thing in his pack was the bright blue egg.
 
As the Dragon Souled walked past her guard and into the city Argentum was nothing short of furious. She shouted at the men to fan out around the city and she followed the man quickly. Catching up to him she couldn't place a hand on him or the egg, she knew this from what she had seen happen earlier to the guards.

No... that wouldn't do at all... perhaps force was not the right way of doing this but she had to get his attention somehow. Picking up a pebble and tossing it she gave a quiet cheer as it hit the man on the back of the head. Not wanting to loose focus she tossed another pebble that also hit its mark "Oi! Dragon Souled! I want to have a word with you!"

That's all she shouted at him as she continued to follow him. Was he ignoring her for a reason? She was not used to people ignoring her when she got like this. Truly the young woman had no feminine charm to her at all... it was the only downside to being raised by military men and not one woman her entire life. She just couldn't handle the ways of peaceful charm and preferred brute force and direct conflict to get things done... and they usually worked.
 
What would have really pissed her off was that the stones weren't hitting him either. Thing was that he was not actually casting the magic. The egg was driving him on in this manner. It did alert him to her presence though. He lowered his hand and waved for her to walk along side. It was the only way she was going to be able to speak him.

Unfortunately the egg was not in a patient mood. It simply yanked her up to his side making her walk along. the Souled growled and it released her but kept him walking. "i'm sorry. i have to get this egg to your king before it hatches. it's about to so It's making me hurry. if you want to talk or protect your king you'll have to come along."

His voice was little more than a growl itself. It did hold a rather surprising warmth.
 
She almost let out a scream as she was yanked from her spot and pulled next to him. Making a small sign to the other guards she backed them off as she walked with the man. The softness of his voice surprised her, she had been expecting something a bit more harsh.

She chuckled slightly "It would have been more appropriate to let me know why you were comming here, you would have gotten a more open welcome sir. I will escort you to the King myself. And I am sorry for my attitude back there, however as the one in charge of this military and protector of our King and country I'm sure that you can understand my wariness of strangers coming to our lands."
 
"I would have but my mission was a sudden thing. The egg...the hatchling within has a prophecy to speak. It is to and about your king and your nation. We must make haste."

The Souled was walking at a rapid pace. Far more than the usual speed of his kind. they were usually so calm and patient they just walked but now he was nearly running. He was not yet using his superhuman abilities, which was well for Argentum because she never could have stayed close to him if he had been, but his long legs and rapid strides were still a challenge for her to stay with. He was completely relaxed otherwise though and he did not even seem to be breathing let alone breathing hard.

There came a voice to Argentum, a small squeaky yet gruff voice. "Hurry! my words are dire! They hold the doom or salvation of your race!!"
 
Argentum ran alongside The Souled and looked at a guard who had come up to them "Good! Brian go ahead and clear the way. Inform his majesty to prepare for an important and unexpected guest! Tell the others to bar the gates and pprepare for anything." The man looked confused "Now soldier!" She barked before he ran to carry out her orders.

Aa the voice sounded in her head she blinkes and shook it slightly trying to get a good feel of the situation. In an attempt to make a small joke she asked lightly "So does your egg talk with just anyone or am I special?" She doubted that she had said it as funny as it sounded in her head but she never could tell a joken properly, the other guards laughed at her and made light of her failure. This time it was just her and a stranger... and an egg.
 
"I honestly don't know. Old as i am this is all new for me...Tyk it's new for all of us. Even the other Dragons have never seen such a thing."

The egg was singing to itself now. The issue was that it's voice was making a number of very odd things happen. It was super heating the blacksmith forges, cooked food faster, healed diseases, and even healed cripples including made the blind see, cripples regrew their lost parts, and a number of other magical actions happen all over the city. The city was soon gone nearly mad with the news.

The Souled sighed but happily. "That's not new though. Aware eggs have always had healing powers. They regrow wings, limbs, horns, teeth, heal us of diseases...all sorts of things. It's always been rather fascinating actually."
 
She watched these things happen around her with amazement. "Truly sir this is a wonder! Never before have I seen such magics. My father would truly have wished to join your side if he were still around.... he always did enjoy the thought of a Dragon coming." She smiled at these thoughts as they ran on.

As they neared the castle she looked over at the Souled and tilted her head slightly still trying to pay attention to where they were going. "May I ask your name at least? So I can properly introduce you to his Majesty that is... I am Argentum Silverblade, I am as you could probably tell the Captain of these lugs in armor."
 
He sighed. 'My name is Reica Trispike. When we arrive you can see my face. both of them if you wish."

The egg continued to sing. "I would have been honored to have met your father. but I was elsewhere at the time...during his whole life....during the lives of dozens of others."

"It is an honor to meet his daughter. i should hope you have the same dedication and honor he possessed."
 
"It will be my honor to introduce you both to his majesty Sir Trispike and friend egg. As for me being like my father... I am likenhim in many respects, however I am also not like him. However if it is your desire and granted by the King I will gladly join your side. I may be in charge of these men but they need a better hand than my own to handle their rough ways. They need my eldest brother in charge of them now. And I intend to let him have our fathers sword."

She panted as they ran. She had not had a jog like this in full armor in too long it seemed. But she was happy to be escorting them. It brought the onlookers out for if Silverblade was with them what could be wrong? She knew they trusted her too much, that was another issue that pressed on her mind and heart, the people didn't trust the men in the army... only her and this because she had been raised by her father. She needed the freedom to make her mark on life and prove to herself that she was strong enough to deserve this trust.
 
The Souled and the Egg continued their rapid march through the city, the Souled silent as ever when not answering questions, while the Egg continued to sing and cast his incredible magic all across the city.

As they marched they were followed by many, most of them people grateful for being healed by the magic, and by guards who were going off duty, and quite a few soldiers. But also by a very angry group. The Cult of Diro, an ancient brutally dangerous group of rabidly anti-Dragon persons of every possible race, was following closely watching the Souled and plotting his doom and that of the evil thing in his pack. The Dragon would occasionally turn his head but with his face still unseen they could not be sure who he was looking at.
 
She continued to move with them, the crowd not unnoticed. Her brother came up to them from the palace and nodded "His majesty is waiting your arrival sir. Sister I shall get the crowds back and follow as quickly as I can" This earned a grin from the young woman. "Please do so brother and make sure to keep the rabble away from our guest. I am sure that all will be explained soon enough."

At this the man nodded a troupe of armored men now gathering by his side as he barked out orders. Argentum and Devon were clearly close and though she was his superior within the army he was still her older brother and so the respect was shared both ways, the only evidence of how they treated one another when on duty was calling the other 'sister' or 'brother' instead of 'General' or 'Captain.'
 
The Souled grunted. "What is your brother's rank? And how is it that he answers to you? A fresh Captain?"

The Egg wanted to know the answer as well. It even crooned her name trying to probe her mind for the answer.

As they neared the palace however the Egg again became more and more distracted singing louder and louder until it was not only spiritual but soon a physical presence pushing at the hearts, mind, and ears of all that heard. By now there were no more sick , ill or dying in the city, and the city for once knew pure peace. All were cheering and coming to see just who had saved them. The city was pouring out to see.
 
Argentum blushed slightly at the question and shrugged "I was raised by dad who was the General before his death. I grew up in this, I knew how to command men before I knew how to write. My brother... well he never showed an intrest until later on in life. Our dad never favored one of us over the other, but he was strict with us like the men under him. I had an early start to my military carrer so by the time my brother joined I was already a Sargent"

She paused and giggled "Devon was not happy when Dad placed him under my command. He said 'A little sister shouldn't be giving orders to a big brother'... Dad was not happy with him that day and assigned him under a Sargent Major who was known for his... shall we say difficult nature? Devon was practically begging Dad to let him be under me by the end of his first day."

"After that Devon and I both raised quickly but... when Dad's time to retire came I was already a Lieutenant General... there had been a big war and due to the way I commanded the men under me, and how I acted, I was given the rank early. Well Dad took it all into consideration and gave me the rank of General. By than the others were either new or dead. Dad raised Devon up to a Colonel. At the time I was fine with how things were... but I'm still young and I want to do more with my life other than command others. My brother is older than me and has proven his metal tome and again. He deserves the rank of General more than I do now..."

She saw the castle nearing even closer and hadn't realized how much she had talked just than. She blushed brightly "S-sorry... I got carried away with answering your questions."
 
"I do not mind. Still it is interesting that a Captain technically outranks a General. Its very interesting."


He sighed and continued walking right into the palace itself. All of Exatochl was cheering for the Souled and the Egg as they went into the Jade Throneroom, an exquisitely carved cavern of the green stone filled with bright sunlight from the many arching windows filled with gorgeous pieces of stained glass artwork.

King Kham and Queen Jeen were waiting patiently in their ruby and sapphire thrones respective while the Welded Crowns, sat upon their heads. these were a collection of nine crowns that had once belonged to the nine states of the human lands but when the clan wars had ended the had been forced together then welded as one thus making them both ugly yet somehow beautiful with nine different metals and a more than a hundred different stones mixed in both. They were distant cousins in the long line of the first rulers of humanity but unlike many royals they truly loved each other. Kham was still young, only twenty one and Jeen a year younger, and very pregnant with their first child. Kham had come to the throne in the same war Argentum and her brother had earned their ranks and had only been in it for two years now as his father had died in the war, his mother having predeceased them both.

The Souled marched up to the center of the room, a bright starspot in the stone, and knelt. "I am grateful for your kindness Your Graces."

Before they could respond he swung the pack around and quickly lay the egg on the spot stepping away. Eggshells typically indicate the color of the Draagon within but not always. Such as now. The moment the Souled had stepped back a large crack had formed then an orange taloned claw had punched through the shell. Everyone was silent as slowly the small but already growing orange Dragon broke free of it's egg. It looked around and bowed to his courier who nodded back, then turned it's solid blue eyes upon the Royals.

She opened her mouth and spoke. "Your Graces. I am Firedim. And I have come because your land is in danger. My Master will explain."

The Souled did not react for a long moment but then slowly pushed back his sleeves revealing his jet black scaled hands then slowly pushed his hood back revealing a head that was both human but reptile, with no nose but small slits, but possessing lips, while having no ears and three larges horns coming back from his face, while from the horns placement, at the crown of his head, into his robes was thick black Dragon hair. His eyes were the usual odd arrangement with slitted pupils going up and down but were also a brilliant emerald green. His neck was broad and he smiled. Just from seeing him Kham knew who he was.

"Lord Tirn Dragonblood."

Tirn was an ancient Dragon. Technically he was not a Souled as he only barely resembled a human and was far more Dragon. He had been born from the first Dragons during the time of Creation and was the world's first Shapeshifter. He could become this current state and eh could become an actual full Dragon. His history was long but much of it secret due to what many claimed he had done.

He bowed to them again. "Your Graces. Fate has not been kind. The Orcs and Dwarves had again gone to war. And this time they are converging on your lands which they wish for themselves. the Elves have also begun their own civil war which is threatening to spill into the Valley and into the land of the Amshir who are very angry indeed. And all because of these mad bandits were are killing everyone."

Firedim spokes. "Your Graces we must hunt down these bandits and kill them. But you also must seek peace before the land erupts into a total war."

This had never happened though certainly it had come close many times and only been stopped by severe risk and often great sacrifices. Many by the Dragons and Lord Tirn himself.
 
"But I'm the General..." She blinked looking confused before realizing he was talking about the fact that her brother was older than her. She quieted herself as they entered the throne room. She bowed lowly to the king and queen before backing away to let Trispike speak. The fact that he said nothing except to put the egg in the middle of the room was confusing at first.

Than the egg hatched. Argentum could feel her jaw drop at the sight. As the dragon spoke Argentum remembered her place and quickly closed her mouth to pay attention. As the king addressed Trispike she looked a little confused at first than realized he had told her either a fake name or a nickname to keep himself safe while amongst the masses. She looked at him with curiosity He was quite handsome now that she was able to see him fully. She could feel her cheeks flush softly, he was... handsome.

As he spoke she let her attention turn to the matter at hand and tried to not let her thoughts get in the way or betray her. War... If war came... Who knew what would happen. She was now torn. To join Tirn on his quest or to stay and help fight the war... She wanted to join him, on the other hand... the people would need her... no they would need a stronger leader than her and she knew this. She shook her head and sighed. This was no longer what she was meant to do. To lead the army was no longer going to be her job and she knew it.
 
After the King and Queen took the time to digest the news and the request, then discuss it with each other they looked at Tirn. "Lord Tirn...what do you wish of us? And what are we to do with Firedim?"

"Your Graces the Singing Dragon is meant to help your people. She will grow large and strong under your love and care. When the time comes she will fight for your people." The orange Dragon dipped her head then flinched slightly as Tirn reached down and lightly touched her shoulder. She immediately nuzzled into his hand and everyone marveled at how her scales shone even brighter under his touch and also began to shift color.

"Firedim is the gift of my people to yours. A Dragon meant to sow the seeds of friendship between our two races to combat the foolishness of the others. We the eldest and you the youngest must stand together."

Firedim gurgled still enjoying her Master's touch. "Just as my Master Tirn is the eldest of us and I am the current youngest."

Kham stared at the pair. They had been given a Dragon? "What...How..." Jeen rescued her husband. "My Lord Tirn...in what way should we quarter and care for Firedim....we have not the knowledge to raise a Dragon." The royals and much of the court looked very very nervous. Tirn Dragonblood was giving them the raising of a dragon. Even the most ambitious among them knew better than to even dare for a advantage in that. Young as she was Firedim was a Dragon and they were born with innate cunning and guile no human could ever match and to harm a Dragon, especially a hatchling meant death for anyone involved.

And with that realization the royals and the court truly understood. Firedim was there to help them of course, but also to serve as a reminder. The Dragons were not dead or gone, and not to be forgotten. Tirn spoke after letting everyone come to this conclusion on their own. "Your Graces you need merely find her somewhere large and comfortable for her to sleep. Firedim will only need fed for a month then she will hunt for herself. Merely love and respect her as you will your own child. And never forget what she is."

Even nodded as Firedim gave a small roar and finished it by ejecting a small plume of orange fire from her mouth and two smaller blue plumes from her nostrils the plumes mixing into a gorgeous spiral. She grinned her fangs bright.

Tirn now spoke on. "Next I plan on hunting down these bandits and doing what I can to halt the wars. At least from crossing either your borders or ours. I will need guides and the warriors you feel would be best suited to such a vital tasks. I will not accept front line troops or lazy lay abouts however. We need your best for this task."

Without thought. all eyes turned toward Argentum, save Tirn's. he merely waited, curious who the King would send or ask.
 
Argentum felt all the eyes go to her and her cheeks flushed once again. There she stood in the midst of it all with a choice in front of her. She was nervous about her choice... if she was making the right one or not. There was little time for much thought on the matter.

The king and queen would need to be defended and the forces would need to be gathered and built up, made strong. The Dragon herself would need to be watched over... She stepped forward and bowed lowly to the king and queen before speaking. "Your majesties, with your permission... I wish to step down from my post and hand command over to my brother Devon. He has proven his worth time and again over the years and in my opinion, and with the current situation he would make a better leader than I here in the kingdom."

She felt the eyes bore into her as she spoke and she gulped "I also request that you allow me to accompany Master Tirn Dragonblood on his quest. I shall help him and act as his guide alone. There is no one in these lands that know the lay of the land better than I. As for assistance from the troops I know of a few men that would be more than capable of the task to protect myself and Master Dragonblood. The rest should be allowed to stay here and train and assist my brother in filling the ranks. If you wish me to keep my current title and position while with Master Dragonblood I shall gladly accept, but I truly feel that I am meant for this quest..."
 
Kham and Jeen were startled, as were the others. Argentum was stepping down? Only Tirn seemed unsurprised.

Kham swallowed. "Lord Tirn...will that suit you?"

Tirn grinned. "I'd rather have no one else Your Grace."

Kham nodded. "Then you shall have her. Argentum you will keep your titles and you may have anyone you wish. Make sure you tell your family, especially your brother who you take and who should replace them....and good luck."

Tirn turned to Argentum, his eyes flashing. "Sure you want to be on the road with a Dragon Milady?"
 
Argentum breathed a sigh of relief and bowed once again "I shall your grace. Thank you your majesties." She stood and turned to leave and prepare her attention only distracted by Tirn as he spoke to her. She smiled and nodded "What better way to have an adventure my good Sir Trispike?" She gave him a playful smirk before bowing to him and Firedim and leaving.

She soon ran into her brother who was unsurprisingly waiting outside the doors of the throne room. She looked at him and saluted before handing him their father's blade "This kingdom is under your care now brother." Devon blinked and took the sword looking at her "Are you sure you want this sister?" She smiled and nodded "I have not felt like a true commander in years Devon, this will give me what I need. A break. It will also give the people what they need... a leader who is confident and knows what he is doing, you were meant to lead this kingdom's armies not I."

He smiled and grasped her into a tight hug before giving her the blade back "This was given to you and I shall not take it sister. I have my own blade. Now let's talk about who you shall take with you on your quest. Nothing but the best for my little sister." She laughed and nodded and they walked off arm in arm looking more at ease than they ever had before.
 
The Royals were off discussing things with their advisors already nervous about what was to happen. Especially with the Dragon. how would they house her? How would they feed her?

Firedim and Tirn were walking about the palace, searching the place for her new nest, and talking in their own tongue about what she was to do and how she was to behave.

Tirn was very kind and attentive to his young charge, and many servants would tell the royals later that they had witnessed the young Dragons snuggling with the Lord Tirn as they walked.

As this went on, Firedim found her nest. The Northwest tower had a simply huge terrace, well supported, and with a large doorway, and with no stairs as it the stairs had rotted out due to the large doors. Now even when she was bigger Firedim would be able to go in and out of the palace as she wished through this aperture. She and Tirn immediatelys et to making it comfortable for her, starting with a small but suitable nest at the base of the tower, then they both climbed up the tower to the terrace to be sure it was clean and ready for her use.
 
Argentum sighed and nodded as she rubbed her eyes. She and Devon had been at it for what seemed like hours. She had offered him advice on how to command the men as well as laughing when he told her he wouldn't follow it. She had picked out a handful of men and knew they would be strong for this quest. He had argued over a few but in the end she got who she wanted.

After all was said and done both were happy and she addressed the troops letting them know that Devon would now be in charge while she took a small squad on a secret mission to be discussed when they met up once again with Tirn. She told the men she had chosen to say their goodbyes as she went to look for Tirn and Firedim to see if they were ready. She and Devon had already gotten her things ready for the trip and had said their farewells so she had little to do.
 
Tirn had actually gotten them together near the gate, letting Firedim sleep in her nest alone. When the humans arrived he arched an eyebrow as he studied them. he looked at Argentum. "So General...will I be introduced to these fellows?"

He was unarmed and clothed only in simple robes but it was also clear that he was far from helpless and the callouses on his hands, along with the thick muscles of his wrists and neck warned them all he was not to be trifled with. he then grinned and his human teeth were entirely replaced with his Dragon fangs, further reminding them who and what he was.

He then bowed to them all. "Gentlemen and lady I am Tirn Dragonblood. And it is truly my honor."
 
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