Tired and somewhat parched, I took a seat on an overgrown pile of rubble. I'd imagine it was a shame seeing all these buildings crumble for the humans, yet also joy for the dragons that drove out the ancient humans. Now wasn't the time for that though, because not only did we have a quest to find an egg but also fight off (somehow) some creeping evil that was expanding at a geometric rate. (How I knew that I didn't know.) Dorisma towered over many Kobold and other species that were around, at least the few visitors that would get curious and begin exploring the more empty areas. There were signs of life around, but it was like walking into a village that had just immigrated elsewhere. A few clouds of smoke rose from makeshift kitchens while strums of folk instruments flowed through the air. Sure enough, Trey had managed to locate us somewhere on the outskirts of the stronghold, passing by its massive walls and dropping down to pass us some useful information.
After some listening, I finally decided to speak up, raising my head. "Pardon? There's a tense atmosphere between two groups? That's not overdone." I let out some sarcasm, annoyed with the chances of finding a black dragon with a white egg being quite low. Who's to say he hasn't destroyed it already? Why didn't we leave this issue with the police/constabulary around here? "Alright." I said, contrasting myself against the backdrop of azure sky. Seemed to me that the valley was beginning to flatten around here. "Hopefully your eyes are sharp enough to catch two knives in the sky from all the way back." I hopped off the rubble and started to look for any further clues, sighting a few dragons wandering around but no white or black. "Those dragons might hang out in the stronghold more than out here." Again, I was peeved. But, there was always the chance that Dorisma was correct about a kidnapper being on the outskirts of the stronghold.
After some listening, I finally decided to speak up, raising my head. "Pardon? There's a tense atmosphere between two groups? That's not overdone." I let out some sarcasm, annoyed with the chances of finding a black dragon with a white egg being quite low. Who's to say he hasn't destroyed it already? Why didn't we leave this issue with the police/constabulary around here? "Alright." I said, contrasting myself against the backdrop of azure sky. Seemed to me that the valley was beginning to flatten around here. "Hopefully your eyes are sharp enough to catch two knives in the sky from all the way back." I hopped off the rubble and started to look for any further clues, sighting a few dragons wandering around but no white or black. "Those dragons might hang out in the stronghold more than out here." Again, I was peeved. But, there was always the chance that Dorisma was correct about a kidnapper being on the outskirts of the stronghold.