By this point, awe had become Kaleeth's default expression. Were she not with friends, she likely would have been frightened at the sheer unfamiliarity of her surroundings. She had seen statues before in Ayleid and Argonian ruins, as well as some smaller ones in the cities they had visited, but this monument was far beyond any of those. Even with the brief explanation of what it was, she still had little understanding of the statue's history, but that did not prevent her from admiring it. She could not see too clearly from this distance, but it looked like it was highly detailed, even with individual scales. She supposed that would make sense if this Martin had become the statue, but she could not pretend to understand how that was possible. 

"I though Black Marsh had big creatures." Kaleeth commented, her general amazement not subsiding. "Something like this would be...scary. You said this is _a_ dragon, does that mean there are more of them somewhere?" She wondered. 

Meesei nodded. "Yes, there are. I am afraid I do not know a great deal about them though. They returned to Tamriel not too long ago, but they tend to live in the norther parts of Tamriel, like Skyrim. Last time we were in Cyrodiil, I did hear some rumors of dragons flying farther south, but I do not know if they were true. I do know that they are intelligent and ancient beings, and most interestingly, they have their own form of magic called shouting. I...do not remember the name for it in the dragon language. Unfortunately, shouting is not something one can just learn through casual study, so I cannot say much more about it."

"Hmm, you said they returned to Tamriel recently? Where were they before?" Kaleeth questioned.

"I...do not know that story, unfortunately. All of what I know of them comes from a book I read through a few years ago, and I was mostly focused on the shouting portion." Meesei answered.