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Well, the visitors had gone and D had stormed off into a nearby room, leaving the assembled others standing around, slightly bewildered. Derrek lowered his weapons. It seemed that the threat was gone for the moment. In fact, the only thing worrying him now was what exactly that explosion had been. However, Derrek needed information. He'd gained an inkling of the dynamics of D's family from hanging around, but more information was needed.

Walking into the room D had just entered, Derrek sank into a chair. "Okay, Draeken. First thing's first. What in the nine hells is going on here? Who or what were those people and what was that explosion?"

At the knock upon the door to the room he was in, Draeken looked up and sighed slightly. "No. You're not interrupting. If you've come to help prepare for the inevitable assault on my home then please, come in. If not, well I cant stop you anyway." He grinned weakly. It was obvious that he was very stressed and likely hadnt eaten in a good while.

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that little army... that was standing outside... just turned into a BIG crater... and almost took me out with it.... *lex move into the room, limping slightly, before flopping into a chair heaviyl and sighing.. he sank into it slightly and gave a small moan, his injuries and bruises apparent..* i think your attacker.. saved us the trouble... are at least whoever was using those.. drones... and whatever was inside them.. *he laid back in the chair, wanting to pass out finally, but something kept him awake.. the unfamiliarity of the place he was in, and also the sore pain across his backside..* ... your mansion huh? *he offered a small wave of gratitude..* Lex.. is the name.. just kinna.. thought id swing by an.. letcha know that big explosion was actually that small.. group of mobile guns self destrcuting...

Nodding at what Lex told him, he sighed a bit. "Yes. I figured it was something like that. At least you werent killed. If you would like some healing for those wounds of yours, I can see if my wife is in a fine enough mood to do so. I could do it myself, but she is better than I am to be truthful."

As more people came into the room, Draeken waved slightly to them. He was still unsure of Truinthil, but he would trust him for the time being. At the mention of dragons however, he lifted his head and looked at Kira and Trevian. "Dragons you say? Interesting. The old guy in my head has been muttering about something being familiar about that boy. To make a long story short, my ancestor was once tied in very deeply with dragons. Even got a little bit of there bloodline imprinted on his own. But that's a story for another day." He looked up as if thinking then, or listening to the rantings of his ancestor, then shrugged and looked back at Trevian. "If you can get dragons, I'm sure they would be able to help quite a bit. Just so long as you make sure they are aware that some may very likely die." His voice was grave at that. The thought of dragons sacrificing their lives to save the BC was almost horrifying. He held dragons in very high respects and to have them help would be quite fortunate.

word of the old black company and the dojo was odd to have spoken.. memories drifted by in his head before he finally came back to reality and answered. ".. a little.. first aid sounds... awsome.. not that i really.. am finicky bout who's givin it with how im feelin.." he continued to listen to the chatter... curious.. and yet.. reminiscent of such times... how long had it been... he really couldnt remember. years flew by like days sometimes.. "i remember.. so few from the old black.. company..." he spoke gently.. "though.. i think i remember once being called a part of that...'' he chuckled a little. "... i dont look anything like i used to.. at least not.. in this form anyways..'' he glanced over a little to the others.

D hadn't answered his previous questions requesting explanation, but Derrek figured he might as well get in on this newest discussion. "Well, when I first was looking for the Black Company, I thought it was a construction firm. I'm well trained in fortifications and the like. My magic likes in binding, so I could, using the orbs, go over the magican and physical shields and repair damage they may have taken over the years. that can be done pretty quickly. Also, binding magic can be used to even hold back spells and such. If there are other mages here, they could use their powerful spells, which I then bind in reserve as magical traps wherever they're needed. Then when whatever's attacking attacks, I could release those spells at the most opportune moments while the casters have had time to rest. If we anchor them in the physical world, they'll be less mobile and mutable, but I'd be able to hold more Spelltraps in reserve. We just need to decide who'll help and what spells go where."

Phia pulled herself from her sanctuary and into the shadows. Stepping out behind D. He'd feel a pair of arms around his waist before a face snuggled into his back, lilac and old books would alert his nose to who it was if the first two clues didnt tip him off.
He could sense the warmth of not only her aura but the aura of the child within her belly as well, yet no one else could pick that up, they werent used to her aura, it wasn't like a second aura to them. Phia picked up on his fatigue but had little of her own strength to give. Her morning had been spent retching up what little she had eaten or trying to fend off the killer migrane she was getting from not having a single drop of alcohol.
Being around him still made her happy however, she just needed to be close to him to be happy. She dug her fingers into his sides unintentionally as her head throbbed a bit more painfully.