[b]Sable Rhodroth - [color=red]WRETCHED ONE[/color][/b]

He continued struggling forwards, the delinquent expression on his face still present. With Aiden's question in the air, Sable thought back to his time with the crimson dragon, the white scales that interrupted the crimson on his neck was always the center fold of his visions when he did. Fixing a quirky smirk on his lips, Sable looked up towards Aiden from his hunched posture. 

"Yea. His name was Rhodroth all right, a bit of a fiery bastard to be honest. I'd be lying if I said I didn't end up admiring the Dragon in the end though," he said before continuing on. "He had this... this air about him that really pushed you forwards, made ya think anything was possible ya'know. He made me believe that If I trained with him I could really get Cringle back. And I did," he finished strongly, a indomitable expression on his face as he straightened his back a bit. 

"As a matter of fact, just talking about him gets my blood boiling, it makes me feel unbeatable!" A bit straighter than before he rushed along as fast as his weight would allow. The request was to a island off the coast of Fiore. It would be best if they hurried along. He found enough speed to make it to Cynthia's side, friendly as ever with the ladies, he smiled at her as he did. 

"That's alright, even with the scar you're still pretty amazing. I mean, you did hold me back. To think, you were capable of putting The Wretched One in a cage. Hmm? I'll have to find a way around that if I'm going to become the best Wizard in the world."