Being with this blonde warrior felt somehow natural, as if the more he walked with her the more it was destiny that she be by his side, or was it him by her side? Not that it mattered, he was just happy to be there, with her, despite the terrible things that had just happened. For all things considered he should be in a state of pure panic at the moment with a heavy dose of sorrow and weeping. He likely should have shit his pants back when he was faced with the large shadowy creature, yet he had remained calmer than expected. He attributed much of the latter to Leara's presence. The former feelings he should be feeling and now their lack of presence he agreed likely had much to do with the magical transformation of going through the portal. It hit home that what Leara had spoken was really true, she had not been kidding, and he realized in that moment that had he believed her from the beginning there likely would have been no confrontation.<b>"I am sorry for ruining things at the start, and not believing you."</b>He stated after she spoke of their evasion from the monster.<br/><br/>The word beautiful seemed to somehow not do justice to what he was seeing. It was vibrant, eye popping, stunning, even Leara herself popped out to him. He knew in the back of his mind that he should not feel the way he did toward her, or look at her the way he just had, like a lustful piece of meat, but he did. The recent death of his wife was almost a faded memory, though it still existed in his mind, and would continue to do so, the new parts of him were taking control, affecting him physically and mentally. His attraction toward those from Eldorath would continue to grow as his human connections faded into the past. He listened to Leara as she spoke of all the wonderful things, the meeting with the council, the beautiful stone buildings, and the idea of the finest foods. He loved food, David had been careful about what he ate back on Earth, but every so often he would sneak a greasy hamburger or a few extra barbequed ribs onto his plate. He wondered what kinds of food they served, but he reserved the question for now, instead continuing to focus on her words.<br/><br/>He put in the back of his mind that Neria was the capital they were headed to, they were in a Kingdom called Pardoria, and that there were several other Kingdom's in Eldorath. Some of them were apparently not very nice at all. This idea that there was infighting within the Kingdom itself did not surprise David very much, that kind of thing existed all the time in books and fairytales. Things certainly seemed peaceful enough though on their walk, as time moved forward he wondered what they would run into. Though that time was sooner than he would have expected, above them a shadow of a large flying creature came down as it swooped around them. David looked up to try and catch a glimpse of what it was, his eyes were met with a bright pink and lavender striped creature, it resembled a dragon in some aspects, but the head was different. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before.<br/><br/>The creature was called an Irtargoth, they were passive for the most part, unless provoked, at which point they showed their true colors as the pink and lavender switched to red and black, a clear sign one was in danger. This one in particular called himself Perathon, he knew who Leara was, but had no knowledge of this being she was with. The purpose of his current mission was to scout, make sure she was not in any danger. He knew Leara could generally handle herself, but with a creature who may have looked like her but did not smell like her, he was taking no chances. One thing about Irtargoth's is that they have an uncanny ability to sense the general alignment of others, and while they understand not all who are evil attack, it helps them keep on guard. This creature she was with had no alignment, no scent at all, and he liked it none.<br/><br/>Perathon swooped down from the skies to land in front of Leara and David, he took a swift smell of the human male, and looked at Leara.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b359">"My dearest Leara, is this man a nuisance to your well being? He is unlike anything I have ever smelled."</span></b>