[@Vesuvius00][@Landaus Five-One][@Sohtem]

[color=slategray]"Help protect the town because you want to, not because feel indebted to me, ok Serena?"[/color] He looked up with a smirk. When Velai spoke up, Soron's gaze didn't leave Velai's own until she turned away but when she turned back, he registered what she was asking with her eyes and his gazed only hardened with a subtle nod, letting her know he was more than capable. Soon one spoke up, Patricia, with a layered voice of her ancestor when she mentioned his full name, to which he shot her a curious look. 

[color=slategray]"They're a wingless, legless dragon, whose glare has been said to turn its prey into stone, but that's just a myth. However, basilisk venom is not. Its potent, very much so. One of the reasons Nayu are resistant to the venom is because of centuries being exposed to it. Can't tell you which family or which clan was the first to gain the immunity but soon enough it branched out to the rest of the Nayu."[/color] He stopped and looked up to Patricia, his golden slitted eyes looking into her own. 

[color=slategray]"If you're not bitten in half when one [i]does [/i]bite you, then you have to worry about the venom. First symptoms are high temperature with sweating and nausea. Followed that up with trouble breathing, delusions and rotting of the skin around the bite mark. Death comes within minutes of being bitten. Funny thing is they're even weak to their own venom. I've only seen it twice when a basilisk bit itself trying to capture prey. Anyway, there are potions to neutralize it but they are expensive. Mostly you can pick them up at an apothecary so long as the owner gets the right kind. Good potions have a smell of vinegar with a hint of lavender. Your shit potions, heh, they smell sweet and delicate. Don't worry to much about it though, unless you plan on traveling to Nero. Its rare for basilisks to come out this far but it has been known to happen, that's why I always keep antidotes on me."[/color] He went to continue working on his blade but stopped, noticing that she was already a wreck and decided it would be best for morale to lighten the mood a bit.

[color=slategray]"Don't worry about it too much, like I said, its rare for them to come this far out of their territory. If they do, then they are either tamed by a rider or are being brought out here against their will. But I've fought them plenty of times, I don't plan on letting one attack any of you. I'll take on the Gods themselves if I have to."[/color] He gave a smile but under the surface held a bit of sadness, subtle but if one looked closely they would be able to see it.

After the little argument Suley and himself had, Patricia once again gained her ancestor's voice, mentioning-

[color=slategray]"Sory?"[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]"Sulsa?"[/color]

Both glanced at each other and blinked. Were they really just given nicknames? Time progressed as some went to patch up, or sleep while the rest seemed to mingle about. Suley had sat back down at the bar, continuing the original conversation about a night's worth of fun before he seemed to stop and shot his eyes towards the entrance of the Rest Easy. 

[color=9e0b0f]"They're here..."[/color] He mumbled as his eyes seemed to glow. He sniffed the air a few times before his glowing eyes narrowed and he smirked, followed by a draconic rumble that shook the Rest Easy. 

[b][color=9e0b0f]Soron...It's time.[/color][/b] Soon enough, a shockwave seemed to hit Sunfire from the battles outside, causing Soron to shake slightly before he gripped his sword. He glanced over at the others and made his way to the bar. He pulled out several onyx from his pocket and wrapped them within a paper rune and passed them around to everyone. 

[color=slategray]"This will allow me to teleport to you if you're in danger. Just let a bit of magic flow throw and I'll be there. Be sure that these are given to everyone and don't lose them."[/color] His voice was stern and held authority behind it before he moved up with Suley. Suley, possibly the nicest dragon they have ever met, made a complete shift in attitude. Even the aura around was thick with a killers intent and the anger of a dragon whose territory was trespassed on. The two nodded to each other as they left the tavern.

[color=slategray]"What can you tell me."[/color] The old dragonslayer asked as a statement.

[color=9e0b0f]Sunfire has a horde coming from the eastern side of it, among them a basilisk."[/color] Soron bared his fangs for a moment.

[color=slategray]"Right...Then there is no time to lose."[/color] Suley nodded and rolled his shoulders, allowing his draconic wings to spread wide for all to see. Soron printed forward as Sul waited for a moment before Sprinting forward as well, flapping his wings as he did. Soon he began to lift up into the air and above Soron, who held his hands up for Sulley to grasp. Once they locked arms, the dragonlord reared back and with a bit of wind magic, shot forward out one of the holes of the tree with an audible boom. 

Not too much later they arrived over the battlefield, surveying what was happening. With the sounds of the battle and the one Soron yelled up to Suley and pointed down to a small cluster of soldiers.

[color=slategray]"Sulley! Get me down there, I need to speak with their captain and get a briefing on what's happening!"[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"Right! After I do I'm jumping right into the fray! Don't worry about me!"[/color] With that Suley leaned forward and came in low and fast over the soldiers, dropping Soron behind them. Soron rolled out of the drop, jogging over to the group of military men. The first thing the group would notice in the night is Soron's seemingly glowing gold eyes, followed by his unique Sureiya/Taxis patch. What they would feel would be his commanding aura and the respectable air around him. 

[color=slategray]"Hey! I'm here from Sunfire to help out but I won't be able to unless you fill me in on what's going on! I'll let you know now though. I've handled enough Basilisk in my day, I'll take that thing on!"[/color] When he mentioned the basilisk he was next to the soldier, no longer needing to shout. After he would be debriefed, Soron cracked his neck, unsheathing his long blade and began fighting his way to the basilisk. Suley after dropping Soron to his destination, flew up, spinning as he did. Flicking his hands open, producing fire between them as he moved his claw like hands around in a circular motion, creating a small ball of fire. Soon he let his wings disperse as he fell back to the terra below. As the fire dragon neared the ground, he released his fireball, creating a rather large explosion that shook the ground around him. Any poor, unfortunate cultist that was near him was set ablaze. The smoke cleared and he was seen in a rather low [url=https://adamholmesanimation.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/dragon-stance.jpg]stance[/url], his now formed clawed hands were one over the other, pointing out towards the cultist who began to surround him. It took them by surprise as the cultists didn't expect backup from Sunfire but nonetheless they charged him. His movements were fluent and quick, each strike backed up by some form of fire, igniting each cultist who attempted to attack.