[center][h1]Revival of the Dragon Riders[/h1]
[url=https://docs.google.com/document/d/1KTjPZKechgTZF9GuF9MAKV2mlVodtV0c5Q-J3bU7wlk/edit?usp=sharing]Past Events[/url][/center]

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Meria looked at Noble and nodded. "Indeed, I am a sorceress," she said to him and examined him. "We will talk about that later, let's sit with the Hermit first. She chose a place near the fire and decided to wait for the soup and listen to the others. She had found these people and helped them, but the hermit never was her goal. She glanced aside, to the lake where the small dragon floated on the surface and curiously looked at all the humans and dragons. She needed to bring her to the sea.
She turned her attention to Duncan when he began to explain his reasons for being here.

Mikhal smiled when Gnol doubted his ability to drink Dwarven ale, but didn't feel the need to defend himself. He looked at the Wyvern and stretched his arm out so it could rest there. "You will like my friend too," he said to it. "Shall we go sit by the fire?"
He was curious to what everyone else wanted to discuss with the hermit and maybe he could even help them as well.
"That is a noble quest," he said as he sat down, looking at Duncan. "The best I heard are rumours of questionable origin, but I'm more than willing to join you in your quest."

The Hermit laughed and started coughing. "Very noble quest indeed," he said between coughs and giggled some more. He stirred in the soup as he allowed the people to talk amongst themselves, he would share his knowledge in time. 
He looked at the gathered people, if he could get them all working together, he glanced at Trevor specifically when the thought came to mind, the world had a fighting chance. Of course some people needed to be honest about their origin too.

Trevor stayed with Gnol, not giving any indication he wanted to join the others at the fire. "He may not look like it, but he can hold his beer surprisingly well," he said, but gave his words another thought. "I've rarely seen him drink more than one pint of heavy beer though."
He noticed the hermit looking at him and he glared back. Whatever the old man had in mind, he would have no part in it. The last thing he wanted was to join some kind of wild goose chase that would get them all killed in the end. And he wanted it even less if those bloody dragons were involved.

Rachel looked at Duncan when he talked. "You did find some dragon riders, that's true. And with some proper trainer we might be able to let our ranks grow." She looked at Ricki now, the girl had a dragon, but was far from being a Dragon Rider. If that was something she wanted to be. She was glad Damien was here too. If he had survived, others may have survived too. Hopefully they would find more, because rookie dragon riders were not going to be much help if it came to war.