He looked around, socialization would have to come later. Oberon then left the chamber, took Sicarus and found him some food. "You need to keep up your strength bud, we have a long trip ahead of us. One that I believe will be both mentally and physically exhausting, but an adventure nonetheless." Oberon said as he watched his dragon devour a couple sheep. He had no one to notify, his kin were gone from this world, so the next step was preparing. He bought a knapsack and some supplies he deemed worthy for such a task as this; a water sack, meat and cheese, a torch and a wetstone. Not a lot, but he would make do.

After this was done and Sicarus had his fill, Oberon flew to Ambrell Ridge. The short journey was uneventful but the countryside was the only thing of interest along the way. It was the same, decay was everywhere but the thought of finding a cure for this, only strengthened his resolve to go on this journey. 

Upon flying over Ambrell Ridge, it only broadened his perspective. This place was just sand, no greens, no water. Could this be Caerel's future? It was daunting, they needed to find something to help because he couldn't think of what would happen if they didn't.

He finally reached the destination that Sergeant Keltor had told them to meet at. It was like a giant breath before the plunge, into uncertainty.