Kela bowed her head quietly as she left the Elf woman and her Dragon. She made her way through the halls, sending a mental message towards Ram before she headed down a secret  hallway to a stairway, climbing down it.
Kela stepped into the room beneath everything else, she glanced around the darkness before she lifted her hands up, lighting the room with magical fire. "Are you okay?" She asked the large dragon in the shadows.

The large dragon lifted his head slightly, his scales worn but still shiny, glistening in the light. He let out a small mumble before he moved to settle down again.
[i]"I'm fine. Damien is back, things are settling again..."[/i] The Old Dragon said quietly, [i]"I know you worry for him, he's young... Dumb..."[/i]
"Brash, Hot-headed, Stubborn." Kela listed before she rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I know."

Orian stepped into Damien's room, moving to push his Rider off his saddle onto his bed before he turned to Ram, who watched from the hallway.
Damien let out a grunt as he was slammed into his bed.
"Okay... I deserved that." He started before he looked lazily over to Ram, "Can we look at this in the morning. Thanks." He said before he dropped his head back again.