Zaeren came up behind her and watched her test her bow. He smiled slightly and began to walk in the direction he knew to go. He was happy she was happy. He knew this meant a lot to her. A chance to right a wrong committed so long ago. He was surprised she was not shaking a bit with excitement or fear for that matter. This was the dragon that took everything from her and many others. It was time he paid his price. He had a debt so large the man wasn't even sure his death could pay it all, but a life for a life, blood for blood and flesh for flesh. That dragon would be his tonight. One way or another.
"Put your bov dovn for nov. Ve von't need it just yet. Ze dragons vill not deny me. Zey knov better ten to turn tier back on me. So lets just valk in trough ze front of ze castle. Let him greet us, his death, like a old friend coming home for ze first time in years. It vill be ze last friend he greets." A dark smile spread over his lips as he walked down the road. He could hear roars in the distance of the younger dragons, hear the sound of challenging roars of those practicing fights. Dragons had adapted so much since the the last time one of his had come here to settle business, but that was normally the case. Things like this brought fear to people. He was going to be their salvation, deathbringer, and peacemaker today. He was going to do the job he was meant to do. He smiled as he thought of this. The thought of the balance being restored and all those wrongs made right.
The more the walked, the more massive the castle grew. It was meant to hold dragons. It was a large one indeed. Even in their dragon forms they could walk freely in this building. He smiled as he looked back at her. His eyes sharp and keen. "Let me knov if you vanna hang back okay?" He blinked. "I don't vant you hurt. Teir is no shame is self preservation." He looked forward again and back to where he was headed. He wanted to put and end to this. But he did have one rule. He didn't like involving innocent people as casualties. He wanted to give her justice as well though. He walked a fine line. Zaeren did know one thing though. It wasn't her time to die. It could not end in that. She had so much left to look forward to once this was taken away from her. She desrved to live and to know what life was like once this painful blight on her life was erased.
Slowly, he stepped up to the doors and pushed them open. Step inside and smiled. A few dragons stopped to look at him. They knew. He could see it in their faces. They remember what he was. Even if it was just from stories. They backed away a bit. He walked down the familiar hallways. He was headed to the throne room. "Just don't hit an innocent ones."
"Put your bov dovn for nov. Ve von't need it just yet. Ze dragons vill not deny me. Zey knov better ten to turn tier back on me. So lets just valk in trough ze front of ze castle. Let him greet us, his death, like a old friend coming home for ze first time in years. It vill be ze last friend he greets." A dark smile spread over his lips as he walked down the road. He could hear roars in the distance of the younger dragons, hear the sound of challenging roars of those practicing fights. Dragons had adapted so much since the the last time one of his had come here to settle business, but that was normally the case. Things like this brought fear to people. He was going to be their salvation, deathbringer, and peacemaker today. He was going to do the job he was meant to do. He smiled as he thought of this. The thought of the balance being restored and all those wrongs made right.
The more the walked, the more massive the castle grew. It was meant to hold dragons. It was a large one indeed. Even in their dragon forms they could walk freely in this building. He smiled as he looked back at her. His eyes sharp and keen. "Let me knov if you vanna hang back okay?" He blinked. "I don't vant you hurt. Teir is no shame is self preservation." He looked forward again and back to where he was headed. He wanted to put and end to this. But he did have one rule. He didn't like involving innocent people as casualties. He wanted to give her justice as well though. He walked a fine line. Zaeren did know one thing though. It wasn't her time to die. It could not end in that. She had so much left to look forward to once this was taken away from her. She desrved to live and to know what life was like once this painful blight on her life was erased.
Slowly, he stepped up to the doors and pushed them open. Step inside and smiled. A few dragons stopped to look at him. They knew. He could see it in their faces. They remember what he was. Even if it was just from stories. They backed away a bit. He walked down the familiar hallways. He was headed to the throne room. "Just don't hit an innocent ones."
