by Legendary Elite » Mon May 05, 2008 1:34 pm
Garroth, seeing as they had been flying for a while decided to ask.
"How far until we reach your emperor?" he said to the Purple Dragon flying ahead of him. He was half patient and impatient to get there, he doubted that Valroz would be around long enough at the Gold Dragon's territory until he was on the move again. Right now he needed allies, and Chronos had basically left him without any form of help, but Garroth knew that it might cause suspicion between other territories. He knew also that he had to keep out of any business of the purple dragons just like with the gold dragons. Keeping out of the skin of the emperor especially. As far as he knew, Garroth had already met 4 emperors, maybe more and that included the Sky Dragon, Skyfradus who unfortunately was mutilated by Belliar in front of his very eyes. It also included his emperor, Rutus. Then there was Balmeer of the Water Dragons and finally Chronos the Gold Dragons emperor. All of which had different views and values, he wondered just how lucky he was to meet so many emperors. He wondered if he should consider himself an ambassador someday, a messenger, a voice of the Green Dragonflight. For now his main goals would be to learn and understand from other the other dragonflights and their realms whilst learning how to use more of his power and put it into good use such as learning how to resist demon's magic, those arrows could burn a sentient being physically as well as mentally, Garroth had felt as if his mind was being ripped away and his soul being burned alive, he had felt violated. Without Chronos, he would've been doomed. The next he met Valroz, he wanted to be ready for whatever he had ready for him. His mind then turned back to the current situation and wondered when the purple dragon would reply...