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"Oh no, she isn't my acctual Grandmother, we just call her that because she is very old and we don't know her name. She is a old seer who travels with us, she raised me after my parents died." she said staring at the ground at the mention of her parents, a mixture of sadness and anger showed across her face but then she looked back up smiling. "I'm glad you like it." seeing how fast he ate it she reached into her pouches again and pulled out some bits of smoked jerkey and some more of the apples. "I would give you a proper meal...but you just missed supper and we packed up all the supplies." she said apologetically.

Shiven instantly brought his fist down on the balconey wall, shattering a small part of the wall, then turned his gaze to Jasper, his eyes changing to dark shade of purple, "I know what I've done! I dont need to be reminded by a lower being such as yourself and I lost my love because my own decision! She didnt forsake me because of others but because I killed her family right in front of her!" he roared, then suddenly his fist loosened until it was an open resting at his side and his eyes changed back to their original color. The dragon's head dropped almost as if he were about to lose consciousness, but quickly brought his head up, "I'm sorry, the Guardian of Death tends to make me lose my temper and do things I cant control..." he said before turning his gaze back to the city. He stayed there for a moment more before opening his mouth once more, "My past is.... complicated.... I do want these want these powers ." he said looking down at the shattered stone, "However, I believe you are more worthy than I."

Jasper opened his eyes and stared at Shiven, ignoring his comment about his race and let the dragon rampage for his short moment. "You and I are more alike then you think." He half whispered standing up and walking over to the shattered stone, he waved his hand over the peices and they formed back togeather and filled in the crater. He turned slightly to face Shiven, but at the same time he seemed lost in his own thoughts. "It has been many years since i thought back to my past...Unlike you i wasn't a general or part of any army i was just a simple merchant taking care of my mother, she had grown so old and my father had already died, he was a guard that traveled from village to village, he was killed by an orc raid that came from the outlands." He closed his eyes again and pictured his village, how beautiful it had been to him. His eyes opened again and his eyes narrowed as he glared out towards the ghoat town where he had killed the Jackal warrior and the Blood demon. "I had a lover, Elaenor, she had no family as Mother earth herself was her parent, i would visit her often as she tended her rose garden outside of the village, it was a long trip back and forth, but for her it was worth it. In the winter time my village was preparing for a festival in celebration, Eleanor was supposed to bring her white roses to decorate." he closed his hand and opened in again holding a single white rose, light blue covered the tips. "But she never came..." the rose wilted and it petals fell to the stone floor. "With all the guard preoccupied with drink and women they had never sent anyone out to patrol the area, i went looking for her, and found her dead...as the years past i blamed myself for her death, if only i had stayed with her before the festival or invited her to stay at my mothers home, but then i began to think, it wasn't my fault the guards were so careless, or that the people who were supposed to be protecting the borders were to weak to even do that correctly, i consulted the king of my land and requested that he train more able bodied warriors to prevent things liek this from ever happening again...he laughed in my face and said that the kingdom had more important things to deal with then one dead girl." Jasper clenched his fists, his claws digging into his palms and a black stream of liquid dripped down onto the withered petals at his feet. "After that i began to play around with the dark arts, if i was to destroy the corruption of this world i would have to understand it first, a few more years past and when i was near master at the arts i learned that if i were to continue to grow in power, i would have to kill everything i once held dear..." Jasper opened his palm and look down at his bleeding hand and smirked, a hint of insanity glinted in his black eyes. "I still remember my mothers face as i held that dagger above her, and the screams of my own people as i burned them alive in their own homes and destoryed my village, Next i killed the king and his heir and took his crown for my own and destroyed his Kingdom from the inside before summoning my Demons to aid me as i tore this kingdom apart and rebuilt the city into something of a nightmare and for thousands of years it has laid dormant as i waited for just the right time to strike and bring down the other kingdoms, but once they are gone i will work to rebuild this world..." His black eyes slowly faded to ice blue one more and his stare became distant again. "You see, my dear Eleanor had this dream, that there would be a wolrd where poverty was just a myth and Kings ruled with a fair hand, and there was no need for armies and warriors because there would be no one to fight, war does not exsit in this dream of hers, and though i have fallen far to achive it, i will make her dream a reality once i have wiped away anything that would stand in my path, and those Champions out there are going to help me, whether willing or not."

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Kisuke nodded, he didn't want to approach the large animal, so he kept his distance. " Well its nice to meet Noka." That was all Kisuke could say. He took a few steps toward him, "Is she friendly?" Kisuke said taking another step toward both of them. He had already finished the jerky and he wondered if the white canine would smell it on him.
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The dragon rose a brow when the elf mentioned that they were alike, he listened to the long story about his past and to his surprise the elf was right. They were actually alike in a way, to some extent anyways, but alike. After listening to first few minutes of his story the white rose that bloomed from his hand caught his eye. The rose's appearance was nearly hypnotic to Shiven, one hand slowly reached up and stretched out to the flower, but before he could touch the flower it wilted and fell apart. His hand quickly dropped back to his side and his gaze turned back out to the city. In a moment the faint smell of, what he thought was, Jasper's blood, the smell stung his nostrils almost as if someone had stuck a burning needle into his skin.
When the story ended and the elf began to speak of his love's dream, something began to burn at his chest, another memory of his own lover had entered his mind. His gaze still didnt shift but he nodded, understanding his reasons for turning to the darkness, "Maybe we can make Eleanor's dream come true, possibly sooner than you think." he said shutting his eyes for a moment, he muttered something in his language then open his eyes once more. "Your soldiers will be here shortly." he said turning to walk back into the room. He leaned up against one of the pillars that held the room's upper floors up before looking back at Jasper, "Oh yes before you go splattering something against your walls I must tell you somehting about Velmont, whatever happens, dont fight him. He has a unique style of introducing himself." he said as he lowered his head and waited patiently for his meal, or his soldiers. Which ever came first.
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Vestakia nodded as she continued to rub the Wolf's ears "he is very friendly, unlike the others he isn't used as a war-hound because of his gental nature." she said with a sigh and watche das Noka stood and took a few steps towards Kitsuke, extendng his neck out just slightly so he could sniff the Raccoon before bumbing his head agaist his hands, not for food, but for some attention, his tail wagging back and forth as he greeted the newcomer.

Vestakia looked around while her wolf investigated Kisuke, she still didn't see Hunter or Sierra and the caravan was about to leave, she would stay behind if she had to but they couldn't wait forever.

"Hmph." Was all she said in agreement before turning and running quickly and swiftly nearly keeping up with Hunter as he jumped from branch to branch high above. Sierra slowed to a walk when they arrived to the caravan and eyed the large wolves, who appeared to eye her back, she turned to face one, "These are magnificent creatures. I've heard only tales of wolves this size but have never seen one in person." Hardly anything ever drew her attention for longer than a moment, but this was rare and for the moment she didn't care if anyone noticed that she wasn't being her usual cold hearted self for the moment.

The dark dragon only responded with a nod, then remained silent for the next few minutes.

Just outside two of the warriors were about to enter the castle doors, but what had become of the third? The third warrior was quickly scaling the walls, its scales and armor had a near-exact match of the stone's color. The warrior moved much faster than Shiven had when he first scaled the walls and with incredible ease. In a matter of seconds the warrior had reached the balconey that the two had just been talking. The well camoflauged warrior froze where it was and waited, when the moment came it quickly climbed onto the balconey and climbed up onto the darker walls, its scales and armor quickly changing color to match with the wall. It quickly moved up onto the cieling and froze once more, readying itself to strike. One hand slowly reached over to a small belt that hung from his shoulder to his waist and pulled out a few small needles, one that could be recognized as an accupuncture needle. It quickly twirled the small items in its hand then quickly tossed them at the elf, attempting to pin the robes against the seat.
The other two warriors took their time reaching the room, they didnt want to let their "brother in arms" get distracted.