The night seemed calmer around the fire that the legend created. Despite how he acted and his views upon people, he didn't seem to show hatred or hostile intentions of any kind toward those who were around him. The Blood Dragon seemed to be showing truth to what he was saying, at least the part about the innocent. 
"Hah, I would presume there are many a tale told of how the horrid creature known as the Blood Dragon bred havoc throughout the lands..'Tis why you lads are staring at me with fear in the eyes, aye?" The look on the crimson beasts eyes seemed to be distant, as if thinking about the things humans could have told one another about his [i] misdeeds [/i].
" 'Battlefields are left blood soaked and trampled by the wretched 'winged lizard'. The sounds of agonizing screams of bones being rendered into dust under his ruthless claws and blood thirsty jaws. Women and children are the least safe considering these are his favorite meals since the soft flesh makes it all the more succulent.'" Exclaimed Gore in a mocking tone of a modern day human. Even his accent seemed to fade in some way during the sentence.
"Are those words similar to those that fell upon your ears, little ones?" He asked the three, smirking at them. "Stories are the grandest of ventures when there lies nay else around.." Not once did he hint that the stories about him were the truth.

"All the tales in the realm that involve conflicts between any living thing must hold cause. Hunger, protection, life, many see conflict and suggest it is mere violence that draws forth the arm of which strikes another. Tell me..do you wish to know why the name you humans granted upon me.. Why [i] Gore [/i] stands out above all others from the days long passed?" Gore's voice seemed sly and somewhat dark with the question. 

Looking over at his new mistress, The Blood Dragon's mystic teal eyes looked over the form of the girl once more, taking note of how she stared at him when he called her Rosa. Tilting his head, his lips curved into a smile when she seemed slightly taken back by the nickname. Mistress wasn't always appropriate to use when there was simple and casual conversations being held. So he went ahead and gave her another name.
"Something wrong, mistress?" Asked her servant, clearly already knowing what gave her pause. Despite the widely believed views, Gore was no idiot. Being able to connect one point of a conversation to another wasn't all too difficult. Seeing how it made her uncomfortable only made him laugh considering they all call him by the human given name. 
"Haha 'tis a bother, aye? Rosalie..A strong name fit for a warrior of the fairer kind. I think it suits you quite well mistress, All the things I have seen of you must show some sort of strength residing within the flame of your heart..You even wished to use that mans weapon against me, the very thought shows a great deal about you."

The questioning tone of eldest just made Gore smirk all the more at him. Moving his claws up to feel the back of his horn, he cringed when the tip of his finger traced the mark he had shown his mistress earlier.
"The Innocent.. Such an unusual word in this dark realm. Quite fragile creatures you are.. All living creatures are bred with the ability to feel hatred for someone, there are even those that embrace it right at the beginning of their lives and show no concern for others. Those of you who disregard such corruption though..Are so close to embracing the idea of it. All it takes for humanity to see this world in such ways is one horrid moment. Those moments that seem so significant to you can change your entire world and from then on the fires within your hearts start to shift and grow dimmer and dimmer throughout every passing day.. With all I have done, It would be rather naive of me to claim I have not bred my own share of dissonance throughout your kind.." 
Looking back at the town in which the three humans came from, the Blood Dragon just shook his head.
"Sometimes I wonder if one can change such a fate. Embracing that hatred and using it against others..I nay know if my venture is futile but..I will continue to try." Gore seemed to be talking to himself with that last part. Something was clearly on his mind..

When the older brother continued and even spoke of the Dragons owner, Gore couldn't help but smirk at the thought of a human speaking of such a thing to -him-.
"Honor is a great deal of importance lad, especially to one such as me. Long before humankind had emerged, I was teaching the little ones of my kind, the Dragonkin that battle is mindless bloodshed without honor, If one is to lose themselves in the onslaught, they will find that nothing of their former selves is left. The line between right and wrong in battle is often blurred and when all is lost, one's honor can save them from becoming the true monster within all of life. To un-blur those lines and make it so that we venture onto the right path and nay the wrong.. Sadly though, Honor cannot be taught and is often forgotten by many. There is nay greater shame than the young forgetting of something so important."

When the silence was filled with questions about the Camera, the Blood Dragon was already tense, staring at it with narrowed eyes. He strongly disliked the device and wanted to throw it as far as he could.
"the sorcery in which that contraption uses is wretched! The mistress threw that at me and told me to do it as something called homework, -WHAT- is this homework?! Where did it come from!? 'Tis not of this realm!" Gore exclaimed in a rather funny and irritated way. That is until he heard the sigh from Sigmund or 'Siggy', and calmed down.
"Argh..As you wish, Siggy.." Said Gore, knowing full well he disliked the name.

Gore stuck beside his owner the entire walk when the two brothers headed to town and once again? The ancient dragon found himself alone with Rosalie, only now it seemed that he understood her a bit better. Hearing her question, a smile appeared on his face, looking at her. He began to wonder if her question was more of her hoping that he was genuine and not being forced to say something. Did she really care about that, or was that wishful thinking? Humans were so confusing..
"Dragons are meant to protect their owners, though if our owner dies..The blame falls nay on the Dragon. We are sold to someone else or given to a family member.. Do you wish for me to mean it beyond that of a servant to his mistress?" Turning around, he looked back at the fire they left behind. 
"Nay..'Tis not at all a simple oath. I may be your servant mistress, but I am proud of what I am. Oaths to me are not some fancy set of words spoken for no cause. I protected you long before you claimed me. So, no..it is far from just a simple and meaningless selection of words. I say such words nay for my servitude. Simply because I mean it."

Rosalie's voice now seemed more directed at him and her question? Made him stop dead in his tracks. He stood there for a moment, staring at the fire that was a bit away with fists clenched.
"..Death? Hah have you already forgotten just whom you hold a leash over, mistress? The torture they had put me through within the last three weeks could nay -ever- break me of whom I truly am.." With a deep sigh, he looked down. "I speak of death because it is the only constant within my time upon this realm.. I have seen civilizations rise and fall, blazed those who opposed me and have been the very hand for Death..If I did not speak of it as I do, If I did not see it as a constant..than..I doubt I would be strong enough to continue living.." The last part of that sentence actually sounded like it hurt him.

Moving back to the fire, the Dragon kept his gaze on the ground, knowing that his Mistress kept close to him just in case of anything else trying to hunt her. 
"I would serve you whenever you commanded. Asking how often is pointless considering I am yours for every moment of every day, for the rest of your life. When you die? I will be sold to someone else..So, Whenever you deem to order me, I -must- follow it, nay matter time or nature."
Looking at the human beside him, he smiled. 
"Despite your reluctance of buying me, mistress..I will never disappoint you. When you need of me, all you need do is call out to me and I will be there."