Yerig shook his head. "I don't think that would have the effect you would want it to have. You need to be the leader and the hero for this; the last thing you want your clan to start seeing us as is 'dangerous'. If we do kill a dragon, I don't think you should be afraid of the accomplishment. If anything, it might make your word hold more weight with your clan."

After a few moments, Yerig slowly pushed himself up to his feet with a groan, and a few popping bones. He stepped over to his tent and found a safe place to put his greatsword that would be within his reach in the middle of the night. "Unfortunately, I don't think I can stay up too much longer. I don't quite have your energy. Don't worry about disturbing me, though. I sleep like a rock. You might have to shake me a bit when it's my turn to go on watch." He chuckled. "Just try not to let your thoughts harass you too much, okay? Forcing that much stress on yourself just is not healthy."