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Suley had moved out the door, only to bump into Alexis.

[color=9e0b0f]”Excuse me...Oh, Alexis. Sorry i didn’t see you there.”[/color] He went to move until she asked if he was alright to which he smiled. 

[color=9e0b0f]”Of course! Why would you ask?”[/color] His head cocked to the side slightly with his voice holding a quizzical tone. She continued, telling him he seemed like he needed company to which he shook his head.

[color=9e0b0f]”There is no need dear, I was simply going to travel to the market and by a few things for the coming night.”[/color] Hoping that would put her off from following he began to walk but within a few paces he could hear her little footsteps behind him. Turning his head to glance at her, he gave another dismissive smile before facing forward. It was going to be a bit of a walk. He would keep glancing behind him every so often, trying to get her to back away but she didn’t seem to budge. It was only when he finally got annoyed to he pull at his draconic side and roared at her.

[color=9e0b0f][b]”I SAID I’M FINE!”[/b][/color] As he calmed down, he noticed he frightened a couple of people, to which he sighed and rubbed his temples in defeat.

[color=9e0b0f]”Alright Alright...It’s been years since i have been down from my mountain.”[/color] He said in defeat as he walked with her to the market. His soft eyes watched as families moved through, getting tonight's dinner. His focus was on the magic shoppe that was a towards the end. Suley weaved his way through people until he reached a somewhat clearing within the people. Glancing over at Alexis he spoke up again.

[color=9e0b0f]”My first time in a long time and it starts with a fight and two, no, three people nearly dead. It is beyond unacceptable and unbecoming of a dragonlord, especially from the Fire of Fotia…”[/color] He spoke about himself and his past, relating to what had happened and how it wasn’t like him. Clearing his throat, he gestured for her to follow him into the shoppe. His motive was for tonight, expecting an attack and what better way than to prepare now with anything possible. 

The bell to the place rung with a usual jingle and he waved to the owner of the shoppe as he began browsing, his conversation continuing with Alexis.

[color=9e0b0f]”I was one of the few who were fair and just, meeting crimes with appropriate punishments instead of ridiculous capital punishment in which the lords devoured those who dared to rebel. Me? I simply banished them, warning that if they were to ever return they would be killed on sight and considered a threat to the kingdom. My second hand, a red wyrm and my brother Tarmeir, felt I was too kind to be a leader and was as soft as the fleshlings down below in the valleys…”[/color] As he rambled on, his hand skimmed over some potions pertaining to liquid sun rays, flash powder, essence of dragon breath and among other potions. Some healing potions were swept into a bag and a bag of holding swept into the shopping bag as well before placing them on the counter, only to return to grabbing more things. Some runes consisting of any elements and breakable orbs. He took out a small bag of gold and handed it off to Alexis without looking away from the shelves.

[color=9e0b0f]”Do me a favor and grab some things, anything you think you may need for tonight in case something does arise? Thank you~!”[/color] His sing-song like tone slowly returning as he talked.
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Soron, before leaving the counter, saw the look in that girl’s eyes. Those were not normal eyes, they were his eyes. That icy chill that was accompanied by what he felt was the thousand yard stare of a soldier. One who has seen death and has dealt it. He knew why he had gained that deadly gazed, but for someone so young? It sent shivers down his spine, and with it sympathy, if she knew what that was.

When he made his way over to Serena and Ava to apologize, Serena waved it off, to which he shook his head.

[color=slategray]”There is no excuse. I have decades of experience on her with a much more leveled head, I nearly killed the both of you. I will not take no for an-”[/color]

He glanced over to Ava who seemed...happy. This through him through a loop. He was half expecting her to try and jump at him with a fist or blade, to which he would embrace it. Instead he simply gave a thin smile and light nod as she passed out.

[color=slategray]”Not bad yourself kiddo.”[/color] He looked over to Serena with a bit of nostalgia.

[color=slategray]”She reminds me of me...That fire inside her. It burns strong...Now I think would be an appropriate time to properly introduce myself.”[/color] He stepped back and bowed before leaning back up. 

[color=slategray]”My name is Soron Dragonbane of Basille. Former Sureyia senior member, member of the Taxis and caretaker of Suleykaar, Dragonlord of Fotia and the Fire of Fotia. It is a pleasure to meet you.”[/color] He gave a slight smirk before awaited her response.Once it came, he would pardon himself and return to the bar, but not before asking Serena if she wanted a drink and one for her sister when she woke.

When he returned to the bar, he sat back down, just in time to learn of the others at the bar. A seraphim by the last name Flowerdancer, to which he chuckled, knowing of what the family had as slaves and Suley’s reaction should he learn of this. Another name was that of the nayu girl’s. Moriarty?

[color=slategray]”Moriarty...Ah! The Moriarty family. I know them. Great Nayu family. Very peaceful. Great poets…”[/color] His voice seemed to hold a bit of somberness to it, as if reflecting on the past. He turned to her with a sympathetic nod, not knowing her lack of knowledge about them. Soon another member joined them, a small woman who seemed to speak strangely, but then again it was strange to meet anyone who knew Dovah except for some in the slums who panhandled, faking the language or speaking a broken version of it in order to gain money to live. Others used it in their business to try and con people out of money, faking the language to cheat travelers. Soron and Suleykaar had met a tailor who did this, to which Suley lashed out at him verbally in true fluent Dovah, enough to make the man cry. 

He turned his attention back to the Flowerdancer.

[color=slategray]”Flowerdancer, huh? Family who uses dragonic people as slaves. I’ll have a friend stopping by later. Don’t let him know about that. Just a heads up...Speaking of which-”[/color]

He noticed that the sun began setting, to which he narrowed his eyes and glanced over at Velai. 

[color=slategray]”I don’t know if you’re planning on shutting down anytime soon but if these attacks are happening at night, its best to fortify yourselves now.”[/color] With that he stood up and went for his stuff by his old seat. It hadn’t moved and felt like everything was still there. Heaving it up he brought it over to a free table and unrolled it, revealing an assortment of weaponry both forged and enchanted, potions, elixirs, runes, orbs, daggers, smoke bombs and flash powder. Ray of Sun and Dragon flame bottles, incendiaries. Soron began attaching them to his belt and other equippable areas. A bandolier of sorts that held most of his orbs and viles, his belt holding the Ray of Sun and dragon’s breath, essence of frost, among some things. He knew there were to be questions and he started to answer them now.

[color=slategray]”We promised you Velai that we would stay and protect this place in offer of a place to stay and helping you out. Suley more than likely in his walk to calm down went and bought extra.”[/color] He withdrew his blades and sat down before cleaning them and sharpening them. He would answer any other questions while he worked. Night was upon them, and whatever death that awaited them. But if Soron and Suley were to be there, they would go down with a fight for the ages and this could be seen in the focus of Soron’s eyes.