[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia stayed silent for a while, her face blank. After a while, when it seemed she wouldn't answer the question, she finally spoke up. "Polyaphimous was the name of my dragon, and I'd rather not talk about the time we spent together. It brings up too many painful memories." She reached up and touched the side of her head with one hand. "Suffice it to say, the only thing I have left of him is the mark he left on me."

[b]Nathan[/b]

Nathan had left the council room a while ago, without anybody noticing. It had been a simple enough matter to change into his wind form and slip through the cracks of the door while everybody was distracted, and now he leaned against the balcony railing, slowly dragging on his cigarette. He briefly went over the meeting in his head and clicked his tongue derisively. "Tsk, what a farce." He turned his head and stared off into the distance, to where the sun was slowly sinking towards the horizon. "When did we let things get so convoluted?"