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Triesa quickly made her way to the nests(dragon dorms), seeing the so called “dragon hermit” standing atop a large rock in front of the academy nests Triesa casually approached, Triesa had always liked this old man, thou she never new exactly why, it just seemed like she could trust him for some unexplainable odd resin. “so were are you going off to this time?” Triesa asked, knowing well the old man disappeared around this time of year every year.

Tramer laid in his bed motionless, once in awhile the thought of going to get a drink of water or such would crosses his mind, thou such thoughts were quickly subdued at the first attempt of motion. Tramer could only think ahead to tomorrow in horror knowing well the instructors were not going to go easy one him.

The night passed by just as uneventful as any other, if only slightly cooler than the one before it.
By morning light, the old man was already up and about the grounds. He had just come from checking on Greyum (she was fine, stiff, but fine) when the seemingly natural occurrence of a grey-lark flying overhead caused him to pause in his tracks for a moment before continuing on in his same leisurely pace.

Ryuujin was in a deep sleep when Tamerier nudged him to wake him up 'Ryuujin you need to wake up, you are going to be late you know'. Ryuujin slowly stirred but didnt open his eyes. he didnt want to get up and go to classs again. what was the point. the only friend he had Tamerier, so why not just sit with him all day 'ok ok im up, no need to keep bugging me'. he slowly streached his arms out wide with a great big yawn

“We’ve traveled a long time, Kelth, aren’t you tired?”

“You are not heavy, Armah. I have mostly been riding updrafts so, no, I’m not particularly tired but I believe we both are hungry. I’m not a good fisherman. I hope we find land soon.”

“Yes, as do I. This endless sea is wearing on my senses. Such huge creatures in that water, unnerve me.”

“You have little cause for concern. They are water dragons. They will not approach us, even were I to land on the water.”

“You wouldn’t do that, would you?” Armah was agitated. She was not a good swimmer and she knew if Kelthlesayna landed here in the ocean, she’d never get airborne again until they found dry land.

“You need not worry my friend. I am as uncomfortable in water as are you. Look, there on the horizon … I believe we have finally found land.”

We approached the continent of Paleron from the north east. It would be Coshrna where we hoped to find shelter and acceptance. I had come by Kelthlesayna quite by accident but since I “hatched” her egg by sleeping with it she was imprinted on me from before she was born. I had never seen a Fire dragon before and the little dragon frightened me at first. However she did not begin to belch fire until she was almost three years old. What I did know about this dragon was that she was different from any dragon I had ever seen before. In the first place, she grew to her full height and wingspan in half the time of other dragons around the Pain clan site. Secondly, she had a huge wingspan. She was heavier and denser than any dragon I had seen, also. She told me once that before she hatched she remembered a long period of darkness and bitter cold. After living with an old man who mapped the sky, we came to the conclusion that she was not from this world at all. Her description of the bitter cold and darkness was his clue to the fact that she probably was in an asteroid, he called it, which fell to Gaia where the mass of the rock protected her until I found her. This made sense because I found her out on a patrol to discover what has shaken the earth. The egg was in a deep crater.

“It will be nightfall before we arrive. How do you want to approach?”

“As silently as you can land. There is an academy where the Coshrnans train their dragon riders and the young dragons. I want to see if we can get employment there as instructors.”

“I am sorry my friend, but my wings are very stiff. I will attempt to land as quietly as possible but I fear we will still make a big impression on these Gaians.”

“Then land as close to the Academy as you can, but outside it’s gates.”

“Advise well considered.”

Kelthlesayna had a wickedly good sense of time and it was full dark before we found a landing spot. She hovered as best she could but I could feel the strain on her wings, under my rump. With the best of caution, she still landed hard and a three thousand pound dragon dropping from even as short a distance as ten feet is going to make a huge “impression”. Once on the ground, we waited for what disturbance we had caused.

Kelthlesyna sniffed at what was set before her. Not all of it was cooked so she delicately picked up what was raw and ate with relish. Before me was set several platters. Meat cooked in a savory sauce, a very large loaf of bread so hot to the touch it must have just come out of the ovens, a platter with a wide variety of roasted or poached vegetables, a pitcher with what looked to be an ale or beer and a sweating ewer which proved to be cold, clear water. I am a being of simple tastes but mindful that a variety of foods best serves the body I ate of all that was set before me. The meat tasted like venison, some of the vegetables I recognized but tried those with which I was unfamiliar and found I liked them well enough. The ale was weak by my standards but then I had grown accustomed to Dwarven ale. The water was magical to my taste. Icy cold and refreshing, it had a sweetness such as I was unfamiliar to taste in water. It quenched my thirst and soothed my parched throat for though we traveled over water for a long time, it was salt water and my throat felt like it was coated in that salt. Before Kelth was set the largest bucket I had ever seen which also contained the sweet water.

"This water has an interesting quality. I believe it is natural to the water but it makes it taste sweet." my companion said to my mind.

"It is refreshing especially after smelling salt air for what seemed like days." I replied.

"In such monotony of terrain time can play tricks. We left the mainland at dawn of this day so it was only one day, Armah."

"Taste some of this bread ... it is phenominally delicious."

Kelth seldom ate bread or any grain if it wasn't part of some beast's stomach but she had very discerning taste buds and often shared my food.

It is quite good. My compliments to the cooks here. Eating such meals you will get fat." she teased.

"As if there ever has been a fat Drow.", I sniggered in derision.

Our hunger and thirst satisfied I turned to one of the guards who were still about to request billet.