​[color=gold]"Nathair-Sgiathach Marcach"[/color], Nathair paused, [color=gold]"from the North Coast."[/color] He looked the man [@Athoriel] in the armor with the loyal mule and was somewhat taken back by the sudden inquiry of his name. Then he looked at the First Sword into eyes and nodded, [color=gold]"I will be training by the gates shortly if I am needed again."[/color] Nathair then turned around and headed towards the kitchen for a quick meal.

In stead of going back in through the armory, Nathair took a short detour to go through the front door in hopes to see Daz [@RainDash] somewhere. She was never in one place for too long. That is at least how it seemed for him and that made it difficult to keep track of her. Nathair looked around hoping to see Daz somewhere nearby and there she was talking to Avanir [@Crazy Doctor] by the dome. He started heading that way.

That was when the horrific shriek sounded from the dome. Nathair stopped that instant and staired towards the dome. He had not heard a shriek like that since that winter. He picked up his speed and paced to the dome. [color=gold][i]"Dragons don't make that sound often. When they do, they are..."[/i][/color] Nathair pushed the thought away.

[i]"...not to get punished."[/i] Nathair heard Daz endin her sentece when he arrived. [color=gold]"Wha- ..."[/color], he cut short when his eyes turned towards the sight in the dome. He saw two dragons and Sigil[@Tancuras]. His eyes turned to the suffering, weak and deprived being that struggled in celelyrium chains. Nathair's face went dark and his pulse began to rise slightly. That was not the way to treat a dragon for him. When he saw Sigil draw his whip out and start subjecting the new dragon he clenched his fist so hard that it began to turn white. He had not been in the Guild for long and this was the first time he anything like this.

[color=gold]"Daz"[/color], Nathair kept his eyes at the sight in Dome, [color=gold]"let's go. We have things to do."[/color]