The dragon lifted its great head from the ground and turned his attention fully to her. "...It is not in the nature of things to give oneself a name. So far I am but a few hours into this life and have been called; Monster, Beast, Dragon and various forms of Aaaagh and Eeeek... but upon hatching my own caretaker neglected to call me anything...oh, no wait..." waiting for her to come back up from the water and wash her hair, he blew a puff of smoke at her. "Lizard." he noted in half playful and half sarcastic tones before lowering his muzzle to the water.<br/>The water level suddenly began to drop rapidly, Her dragons throat flexing slightly with every great swallow. It was clearly a casual motion to him, but at the size difference between the two every slight action was much more. A moment passed before he shifted again, his thirst slated as he relaxed his great head on the bank. "So...your driven by vengeance to seek out beings you know nothing about, with no allies to stand with, and no gear beyond what you odd beings deem necessary to hide your flesh." A dark chuckle passed those scaled lips. "At least you know what you want...so thats a start. Now...as for me...I want..." He gave a massive, sharp toothed grin. "Everything." His voice reverbated with a deep, hungry growl. He then turned his gaze down to the water and rested his head in the water by her, and paused..those great glowing eyes of his slipped closed. "that other elder you speak of...day and night she is doted on by thousands...likely grown large and fat off maiden sacrifices and the choicest of cuts.." That eye slipped open again and narrowed. "Long has she sat on an ever growing island of rubies amidst a sea of gold...Bribed by a life of luxery she even agreed to stop seeking a mate...and as a result, our species has dwindled. Females are a rare spawn, and as result our species has dwindled...I may very well be among the last now."<br/><br/>The dragon was quiet for a moment, seeming to relax with his scaled and spiked jaw in the water. "...I am born with the memories of my elders, my parents. I can recall memories of the dwelling place before birth, and during incubation. I know not of any recent changes to the kingdom beyond what my mother knew whilst I was inside her, and beyond what we saw upon leaving...but without a doubt the king assembles his minions to hunt us. You have much to do, Noxaura...the road you seek is a long one, and you will need powerful allies...and powerful tools."<br/>That great eye of his opened once again and fixated on her form. "...Friends first, then tools...if possible, tools from friends...I vote we make arming your our top priority, regardless of how lethal you may be with your magic...now, the question arises...do we go east, to the mist clad lands of beastfolk...west, to the hidden forests of the fae...or north, to the holds of the dwarves and giants?"