Tristan held his daughter and listened to Trevor and Noble trying to take her fright away. The girl looked up to Trevor with big eyes. "Really?" she asked impressed, that a man could fight that big dragon meant he was way stronger than her brothers. When Noble said some were the size of ponies she nearly squealed "Really?!" Tristan sighed and rolled his eyes, she'd be asking for a pony-sized dragon for her next birthday now.

"A mission, right. Of course, Duncan would find himself a mission." Tristan said with a shake of his head. 

Duncan sat down at the table and leaned back casually. "Noble over here is only forgetting a small detail, he kind of is the rightful heir to the throne." 

Tristan was baffled and looked from Duncan to Noble and back. "He's what?"

"Your future King, Tristan." Duncan specified more clearly. "At least once we kick the current one of the throne of course. And we need the help of Dwarves and Dragons to do that. So that is our quest, we formed three groups, a couple of riders went to their headquarters, another group went to the Dragon Sanctuary. 

"There are still Riders?" Tristan asked.

Duncan nodded while Tristan processed what this meant and he turned to the others. "We can trust Tristan, he used to be my squire. He always had my back. In fact, he still has my back by taking care of one of the most important things in the world for me."

The door to the living opened and a woman came in to retrieve the girl, two boys looked curiously at the strangers. 
"I can kill a dragon too," said the oldest before his mother could stop him, he walked to the table. "Right father?" He wasn't looking at Tristan.

Duncan turned his head, grinned and went with his hand through the boy's hair. "You bet, with a hand tied behind your back."

Gnol raised his eyebrows before he hummed in his beard. "Well, well. Your squire is worth his weight in gold, your parents must have been thrilled Duncan."

"Enormously," Duncan replied dryly before he greeted Nelly with a kiss on her cheek. "You'll have us for the night, right Nelly?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded. "We don't have many rooms in the house but we can make sure you'll be comfortable in the living room or if you prefer the hayloft you can sleep there too. I'll have to kick you all out of the kitchen to make a meal in a bit though. Tristan, go to the cellar and bring up a small barrel, I'm sure our guests are thirsty."

Before Noble, she curtsied, "Your Highness."

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Alan couldn't do much and kept an eye on his dragon. His dragon, he still couldn't believe it. Yet here he was, running around Ark's paws and chasing his tail. He helped Mikhal collecting some wood for a fire.

He watched Ricki as she crouched down to take off and stopped what he was doing, impressed by her flying. When her wing faltered and she crashed down, he threw down what he was holding and rushed over. "Ricki! Are you alright?" He glanced over her body, to see if there were any obvious injuries. He reached to help her up. "Perhaps you need some of that paste too, you think it would work on your wing too?" he asked.

Terasivas got tired running in circles and went over to Meria as she had said something about welling up water and he sure was thirsty now.

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Crreessa grinned, she liked the energy of this one and she could kick butt so that spoke to her advantage too. she couldn't help wondering what her brother would have thought of her, he must have liked her. 

RedClaws bowed his head slightly. "Thank you, Kela, if it wasn't for Crreessa I wouldn't have returned. She is his sister. It's as much her loss as mine. We bonded." RedClaws felt the pain of the loss of his first rider strengthen again. The bond with Crreessa helped but still, a part of him would always be missing.

Crreessa felt RedClaws pain, as well as her own, They both had that missing piece that couldn't be completely filled by their bond but it wasn't as gaping anymore. 
She distracted herself by looking at who spoke up. A certain Destiny this time, it sure was a day of happy reunitings.