Drosta

After listening to Soladaak's tale Drosta leaned back in his saddle and looked up at the sky when he looked Soladaak . "You know I have heard, let's call them tales from Orcs who prospect in the mountains near the sea of great elder Wyrms that make their home near rich gold veins and volcanoes. But I don't know if they are true the orcs who told me were deep in their cups and could hardly walk." Looking back to the sky he saw faint wisps of smoke, the elven forest was close and was burning.