Aksaja was flying through the air heading towards the golden palace that he was told belonged to a relative of his he was told the palace was made of gold and was owned by a great dragon of their age. Aksaja only recently learned about being a dragon in the past couple of years and already he has to go to a funeral over a relative he doesn't even know. However Aksaja was taught better then that and was going to get to the funeral and see if the old dragon left anything in his will that Aksaja would need to be concerned about, as long as Aksaja was able to protect the elven lands he didn't care about much else he had no ambitions to become a dragon god or any of that so long as his people would be safe.

Soon he finally got to the mountain he was told about and he landed in front of the palace soon going inside and looking around wondering how big was his relative to even need a place this huge. Aksaja started to look around wondering where the funeral would take place...

Asanjus' wings beat the air as he flew, heading past the white clouds which filled the bright blue sky. For all of the beauty of his flight, he could not help but to remember the purpose of his trip. His ancestor, the great gold dragon Galinor, was dying at last. With his passing, it seemed that the empire he had built would die with him, that it might be torn apart in a horrible war. None of that was on his mind at the moment. No. Like so many of his species, Asanjus was concerned about getting what he could from this situation. Territory to add to his kingdom, gold for his hoard, maybe even some magic items. The old one had over 7500 years to acquire wealth, even if a few centuries of that time were spent in hibernation. Surely, there would be something in it for him.

Aksaja looked around and he sat in a nearby Corner simply keeping out of the other larger dragons way, he knew he was young compared to most of them and he didn't want to cause any ruckus during this time of mourning. Also aksaja had no idea where he was supposed to go so if he watched where the others went he could then just follow them and he would be at the funeral

Asanjus saw the great mountain rising in the distance. Although he was still over a hundred kilometers away, its golden spires were still quite visible. After a while, he circled down for a lading, touching down on a large platform which jutted out from the mountain walls of the palace. Immediately, a score of kobolds ran down to him, seeing if the dragon needed any of their services. He shooed them away as he padded into the palace, passing over the horizontal platform and past the wide entrance. This platform was only one of several, and the main entrance below was less convenient for Asanjus to reach, being a pair of golden doors with the image of a dragon's head on them. Of course, each of those doors was wide enough for a fully-grown gold dragon to walk through, so they only opened due to the enchantments which had been placed on them by Galinor himself.

Once inside the palace, the atmosphere changed considerably. The air surrounding the palace had been warm and humid, while here it was nice and cool. The smell of some unknown perfume hung in the air, and the floors were kept perpetually smooth and shiny in spite of the tread of thousands of clawed feet over them. The walls were a strange cyan color, with golden segments at doorways and other important parts of the structure. Of course, this was just one of many rooms in the palace, yet it was still big enough for a family of dragons to move around in with great ease. The ceiling of this room alone was half a kilometer tall.

Asanjus was soon approached by a female, probably one of Galinor's mates. She was a gold dragon like himself and the old one, and she greeted him cordially.

"Hello. You must be Asanjus. My mate told of your coming here."

"Yes, that's me. And you are? I am afraid you have me at something of a disadvantage."

"I am Erapura. You can call me Pura for short. I trust your trip was a good one?"

"Indeed, it was. Now, if you could be so kind as to show me to the Old One, I would be much obliged. I was told that he is expecting me."

"That he is. Come with me."

Aksaja soon looked up and saw a pair of good dragons one looked older then the other but both had to be older then aksaja considerably soon he soon stood up and started to follow them. Negate he was small compared to them they really wouldn't notice him unless he says something which wouldn't happen considering how aksaja felt the room go cold.

Aksaja followed them wondering if they would lead him to where they would say their respects to his ancestor as he followed behind them quietly in respectful silence...

Asanjus turned to the smaller dragon. "Hold on, Pura."

He addressed Aksaja. "I suppose we must be relatives, on some level. You don't look much like my immediate family, but your scent is similar. If I may ask, who are you?"

Uh I'm Aksaja, I'm sorry to follow you but I thought you would take me to my ancestor who has died. I was taught that I needed to pay my respects to a relative who has died. I have no idea where I am going so I thought you both would know. Please don't think me a scavenger for being here" aksaja said bowing his head quickly being nervous he bowed as best he could without touching the floor the way elves are taught to in front of their elders and respected family members

"Well, he's right this way. Galinor is still alive, but he won't be for long" Asanjus clarified. "Just follow us and mind your manners. I don't know how formal he is, and he may not be in the best of moods."

"You got that right" Pura explained. "He's been besieged by so many requests for his hoard or his lands that you'd think he was the patriarch of a family of vultures instead of dragons."

Aksaja nodded softly "I understand and thank you for taking me to him. I promise not to disrespect him as best I can" he said softly bowing again to thank them waiting for them to lead on to where he would find this galinor apparently that was his name, all aksaja ever heard about him was that he was a great good dragon not much else

The three dragons made their way through several halls. Eventually, they came to a huge set of golden doors, even larger than the ones whch adorned the front entrance

"He's in there. I'll lead you two in" Pura said. At her touch, the doors swung open, gradually opening. The hall was quite different from most of the palace, with light brown walls and a light brown floor. In all likelihood, this was the original color of the mountain's stone. Stepping in, Asanjus felt truly small for the first time since he was a youngling. The cavern was vast, with a ceiling over a kilometer in the air. Several dragons were milling bout, as were hundreds of kobolds going about their various chores and routines.

At the center of this colossal chamber was Galinor himself. Dominating the center of the room, he lay on his stomach on a vast cushion made of finest samite and filled with some kind of soft material which could still comfortably support his vast weight. The gold dragon gave off an impression of power and serenity, yet it was clear that he was not well. Many of his scales were flaking off, giving his golden skin a mottled look, and his horns and claws were chipped, as if failing to fully heal from a previous injury. He also looked quite tired, even though he had been resting there for quite a long time.

The three of them approached him. Asanjus bowed, and Galnior returned the gesture with a curt nod.

"Please, let us not stand on ceremony. You are welcome here. There is much for me to tell you, but my time is short."

As Aksaja walked into the room with the elders he never felt so small. The room was fit to house an entire kingdom just within its walls and in the middle of the room was the dragon that he was related to and he could tell just from looking at him that he was dying even though Aksaja hasn't seen many other dragons he can sense when another's life is about to give out. As he bowed he said not to stand on ceremony so Aksaja took a deep breath to calm himself down before he walked forward in front of him.

Aksaja bowed deeply to him before he started to talk "um, elder galinor I came here to see who my ancestor was and see who I was related to. I haven't been raised by other dragons so please forgive me if I insult you or disrespect you in any way shape or form as I speak." Aksaja said taking another bowed and taking another breath to calm himself and straighten his posture more to speak " I wish I could say more then what I know, but all I know about you is that you are a great dragon and has earned his rest from this world. I was taught that when someone in your family dies its tradition to give them something meaningful so when they pass on they have a piece of you to take with them." Aksaja said as he reached into his feathery wings and pulled out a large Golden Beryl Gemstone which was covered in his old shell when he was born. He then moved closer and put the stone on his giant claw before walking back to gain distance as he bowed his head in respect saying "may your path to the next light be filled with joy and no regrets" He said knowing that if Galinor knew the meaning of what he said he would understand that he was raised by the elven people.

" I did not come here to ask anything of you, I simply wished to respect your passing and wish you happiness" Aksaja said softly as he started to walk away taking a shaky breath glad he was able to do all that without cracking his voice or anything embarrassing like that

Galinor smiled. "Don't feel sad for me, child. I've lived a very long, very full life. Death is simply the passing of this form for another. I've already visited the outer planes while still clothed in my flesh. It's really not so bad. For what it is worth, I shall miss this world, but that's not my concern right now. No, child. I care more for who I shall leave behind. My people will need looking after. I shudder to thin what may happen to my subjects." He leaned down and nuzzled Aksaja a little bit, then moved to Asanjus.

"I trust you have come here to claim a piece of my empire?"

Asanjus looked at his ancestor. "Yes. I will not hide it. For what it is worth, I promise to look after the people you entrust to me well. They will want for nothing."

Aksaja smiled softly feeling the elder nuzzle him so like a father would to his youngling aksaja never knew what that feeling wad like until now but it felt nice he was glad that galinor wasn't as big or imposing as he looked and was really rather nice. "For what it's worth I promise to protect the elven lands with my life elder. It's my home and I'll protect it" he said trying not to sound like the vultures that were trying to grab his hoard or land. Aksaja just wanted to defend the home where he was raised and even if he isn't given the lands or if it's owned by a larger,meaner, and stronger dragon he will protect it no matter what. Aksaja doesn't have any real desire for power or money and it would be obvious for most to tell that. If aksaja can protect the elven lands then that was all he needed

(Sorry for the delay! Still here!)

Galinor sighed. "I cannot entrust a territory to one as young as you. But, I can offer you some treasure and a place as a future ruler. If you do well, of course. I believe your promise is good, though."

Aksaja was slightly disappointed to hear he won't be protecting his home land but his elder wanted to give him a hoard and a place to rule "I appreciate the offer elder but all I want to do is protect the home where I was born, I don't really need much else. Thank you though" aksaja said not wanting to really rule anything he would be a guardian and protector to his home. Whoever did take over for his home he would watch like a hawk though no matter what.