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Jasper yawned, he usually didn't expecially around Demons and the very rare Guest but the fact remained he had been woken to early, he didn't seem to indicate he had heard the dragon at all, he didn't look around or nodd his head as any indication, he wasn't a fool. 'ah, tell me, if you can't trust your own kind with this knowlage, why inform me.' Jasper answered the hint of amusment in his thoughts was not undetected. As he approched the doors to the dinning hall atomatically opened and he made his way into the large room, unlike the rest of the dark stoned castle, this seemed to be the only part of the castle that reflected off of a time long ago when the palace was filled with light and colors, the walls were made of white marble and red satin lined the walls, though it was faded from generations of neglect, faded and dusy tapastries hung from the walls images of golden feilds and a thriving city could be seen displayed in the woven threads. above them hung a beautiful emerald and dimond chandelier that even after many generations still shown brightly, Jasper could still feel the magic comming from it, a spell that kept it shining and beautiful, a contrast to the rest of the forgotten room. As his boots fell agaist the stone floor, though echoed, the sound was slightly muffled from a layer of dust that covered the floor. The only clean thing in this room besides the enchanted peice above them was the table, it had recently been cleaned and and large platters of food rested on its surface, Meats and cheeses of all types, fruit and roasted vegatables, and asortment of Wines and Ales rested in silver jugs by the food. "To the rest of the world we are a dead land, unfit for anything alive and growings we are, yes we are creatures of darkness, but it does not mean we like to live in poverty and eat all things rotting, i am a King and as one i rule a thriving kingdom, to those who wish to see it as such, my land is dead and barren, but underneath the dark city i have managed to get the demons to care for crops and raise livestock, after all once i wage my war agaist the kingdoms, when i plan to rebuild this world i need a starting point, and i cannot do that if i let the land completly waste away, perhaps later i will show you the underground world." Jasper made his way to a large chair at the head of the table and took a seat motioning for Shiven to sit on his right and the other to his left while they waited for the other two. "Sit, enjoy the food while we wait for the other two...and the next part of my plan."

Hunter nodded in response to Sierra's question and grinned sheepishly as he jumped onto Sheera's back, trying not to overwhelm her with all his weight, which wasn't much given their diet for the past month, but she surprisingly handled it well and after scratching her behind the ears he grabbed the same tuft of neck fur like reigns that Vestakia and the elf had and gently guided the wolf over to where the others were.

It took some doing and a small whine from Sheera that her new rider couldn't quite figure out why, but he made it over to the others and nodded. "I'm ready to go when you to three are," He said, making some final adjustments to how he was sitting by flaying out his tails behind him making it look like his wolf had seven tails since her fur and his were almost identical in color, the only way to tell was his black tips to her one white, "Wherever the dragon is I'm sure he'll catch up to us if he doesn't decide to stay with the caravan, I think the only ones we are waiting on are the two kids over there."

Hunter pointed in Kisuke's and his wolf's direction emphasizing the word he remembered the raccoon saying he didn't want to be called hoping to get his attention.

Firion had left the group almost an hour ago, for whatever reasons he didnt specify, but slowly came walking out of the forest, a shallow cut stretching across from the side of his neck to his shoulder. The dragon didnt seem to take any notice to his new injury and simply walked back into the caravan, his gaze turned to the werefox, "What did I miss?" he called out.

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Velmont's head turned to Shiven then to Jasper before looking back at the empty hall infront of him, I do trust my kind especially my brother in arms, but Ma- Shiven is the one I cant trust. I should warn you not to trust him either." the moment he finished speaking with Jasper he had entered the room. Even though he couldnt see anything around him physically the spiritual energy that filled the room slightly dissapointed him. The spiritual energy that filled in the room in the past was so beautiful, but in its present state it seemed more like a grave. Velmont ignored Jasper's comment about the farming and slowly took his seat farthest from Jasper and Shiven.

When Shiven entered the room he was not exactly impressed with the sight, but the feast was truly impressive. He was about to ask how such a barren land could grow so much, but Jasper seemed to know he was about to ask and answered his question. Shiven chuckled at how Jasper got all the food, "Very impressive Lord Jasper." he said taking his seat next to the elf. The moment he took his seat he bowed his head and muttered something in his language before raising his head and grabbing one of the loaves of bread, cheese, and a large slab of meat from he recognized as a boar.

The other two warriors slowly entered the room, each of them taking a seat closest to Shiven, especially the warrior dressed in a heavy robe.

The silver dragon looked around for a moment and he released a sigh, seems he was gone longer than he had thought. The only thing he managed to find was a large wolf, with nothing else better to do he slowly walked over to the wolf. When he came in arms reach he looked down to see the large canine's eyes, "Did they leave you with me to find them?" he asked curiously, although he wasnt expecting an answer, or any kind of response for that matter.

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The armored dragon remained silent for a moment, he wanted to make a proper response to Jasper, but before that was done he was already leaving the room. Velmont unctrollably stood up and bowed to the dark elf, 'With your permission Master, I wish to use my special skills on you to help in your sleep.' he said, a hint of fear in his thoughts when he asked the question.

Shiven looked down at the new... "thing" that had just walked in, the way the creature shuddered at Jasper's presence amused him, but when he heard Jasper mention that he was to use "it" to capture Firion a sigh escaped from his jaws, but he nodded to Jasper, understanding what he was told.
He waited for Jasper to leve before he got up out of his chair and slowly walked over to the small creature, ignoring his comment about Jasper, "So, you're to capture my enemy?" he asked rhetorically, "Well, how does such a small creature such as yourself going to handle such a task?" he asked curiously, one hand giving a gesture for the robed figure to come over to him. The robed figure slowly got up and walked to Shiven's side, a small loaf of bread in one hand and the other held on its hip. Shiven turned to the robed figure, "I'll leave you to him." he said before looking down at the small creature with a cold glare before returning to his seat.

The robed figure looked at Shiven then turned to Zanth, its hand slowly reaching out to him and offering the bread, so far nothing could be heard from this strange figure, except for the faintest sound of deep breaths coming from under the dark hood.

Velmont slwoly followed behind Jasper, his face didnt show the slightest sign of a response, but his nostrils seemed to quickly flare. Maybe he smelled something, or was there something else? 'Master, you may trust me, although I dont blame you if you don't.' his thoughts echoed, then Jaspers question came up again, 'I may be Shiven's best soldier, but im really a mute and a cripple.' one hand gesturing to both ihs right arm and leg, 'as for my trust in Shiven... his head turned away, almost as if he were looking at the various paintings on the walls. 'he took my blood brother, destroyed him at the old village your skeletons overran.' his thoughts echoed, a massive amount of sorrow emanating from his thoughts.
Velmont the Assassin

Shiven watched as Velmont left with the elf, it seemed strange that one of his own soldiers left him, but then again he did order them to work with the elf.

The robed figure gently placed the loaf of bread into the small creature's hand, then the hand that was at her hip reached up and stretched out to Zanth's cheek, where it gently held his face to gaze into its dark hood, "Why are you so afraid?" a female voice asked, although the way she asked it would have seemed as if she were teasing the smaller creature.

Velmont nodded at Jasper's response, 'Thank you.' was all he said, the emotion in his voice was entirely gone. When Jasper entered into his room, Velmont's throat seemed to vibrate, almost as if he were trying to growl. The spiritual energy in this room wasnt like anything in the other rooms, instead it seemed to anger him more than anything, but whatever it was he coudlnt figure it out. He quickly shook his head and cleared his mind, before returning his mind to Jasper, 'If you wish for me to start, I would like you to remove your shirt and lye down." he said as kindly as he could

The robed figure watched as Zanth fled from her, she picked up the piece of bread and slwoly walked back over to him. She reahed one hand up to her hood and slowly pulled it off, revealing a red dragoness, half of her face was scarred, mostly being cuts. The other half was just like that of any other dragoness except her scales seemed to dull out in certain areas, "Now why would I hurt you?" she asked kindly, offering the bread once more. She reached the other hand out again and gently placed it on his cheek again, her eyes shifting from their shade of green to that Zanth's.

The dragon stood there, waiting for him to get into position. When Jasper did, he unfolded his hands and a small box formed. He placed the small box at the foot of the bed and brought both hands over Jasper's body, 'This may sting a little.' he warned, he moved his hands closer to his body until they close to touching and he slowly began moving both hands from one side of his body to the other, small sparks of electricity bouncing from his hand to Jasper's body and vice versa. This continued on for a few minutes before he reached down and opened the box, inside were hundred of small needles similar to the ones he had thrown at Jasper, 'Now hold still.' He slowly moved one needle over to Jasper's stomach and slowly pressed the needle in and continued doing this with other needles in various locations. For a blind warrior he knw how to use those needles, for in nearly 15 minutes the needles were in the Elf.
A few minutes had passed before Velmont removed the needles, amazingly none of the needles had the faintest sign of blood, and tossed them back into the box. When the needles were back in the box it shut itself and vanished. He stretched his hands out over Jasper again and repeated the process he had done before the accupuncturing, 'What did you think?' he asked curiously, pulling his hands back and folding at his chest.

The dragoness chuckled at what Zanth had said, "I dont work for the Dark King, I work for the dark dragon you see there." she said gesturing to Shiven, "And your not playing in his game, your playing a part in my master's game. That elf doesnt have anything to do with the silver dragon, only my master wants him." she said slowly turning around and walking away, "Too bad though, maybe some other prisoner will step and gain their freedom..." she said looking back at him from the corner of her eye to see how he'd react.