Favnir listened to him speak, his scaly head tilted to the side. He grunted then nodded at his statement, ruffling his wings. His wings would also be a weaker point for arrows. He said," what you say is true. The arrows would cause damage. And with the knowledge of a dragon, precautions will be made with the equipment and the mages will work to block my fire." Razor sharp claws dug into the earth, tearing it up, annoyed at the thought of the puny humans being able to kill him. Dragging himself out of the sour thoughts of the humans, he tilted his head further, a grin spreading over the dragons face, revealing the razor sharp teeth to their fullest. He spoke, thinking as he did. "I could fly high above the ground, out of sight until I'm needed. As for you, it would be necessary to hide your movements as well as the direction you came from. Throw them off the trail. I would assume you have that covered however " He then said," when will we depart?"