When Trevor entered the house he glanced around to take in where everything was and where the exits were. He narrowed his eyes at Tristan's hand under the table, but he knew he would do the same thing when strangers would come into his house. Even the curt tone reminded him of himself. At first impression, he appreciated this man. He was careful and could defend himself when needed. He sighed when the girl came in crying about dragons. Of course, maybe Noble's beast had been able to hide fairly well, but not the big old dragon. "I've killed a dragon before," Trevor told the girl. "Don't worry about the dragon outside; it's old and weak and I can kill it with ease if it turns out to be a threat." [hr] Mikhal glanced around the meadow - it seemed like a good campsite and there was water. Granted, it was under the surface, but if they really needed it he was sure Meria could get it for them. For now he still had his waterskin. He put his bag and the lute he carried under his cloak on his back on the ground and started collecting twigs and branches so they could get a fire going. Linda flew into the meadow with her small arms full of yellow berries that were similar to the kind of berries growing on a Rowan tree. "We make this into a paste with some flowers. Be right back!" And off she flew again to collect more ingredients for treating Mercury's paw. Meanwhile Meria walked around the meadow with the small water dragon in her arms. She smiled watching Terasivas scurry around. "If there is no surface water here, I can bring some to the surface if someone needs it," she said as she looked at her companions. [hr] Fiona watched the two dragons play with an amused look on her snout. It was nice to see them have fun. "It's good to see one of the Order alive," Rachel said. "Have you seen any of the others? At least the base wasn't compromised - she had feared this place would be swarming with soldiers of the king, but that wasn't the case. Still, it was quiet here. Much more than she was used to. Had the others survived?