Leo nodded. "Well before i go, i think i have something that you might like." he went into his tent and returned with a sheathed dagger. It had a bone handle with golden filigree inlaid into it. The guard was golden and the pommel was set with jewels. "This was forged in Etrya. It was my mother's before she died. Carry it with you and you'll carry home." He handed her the fine blade. "Farewell my lady." he smiled at her. "And farewell to you, Seralth." he scratched the dragon under the chin before bowing and walking towards the Captain's tent.