The throne room was eerily quiet. King Altus sat on his golden throne, leg propped up on the arm of the chair as he leaned back comfortably with a ornate goblet in his hand. His eyes were fixed on a nearby map pinned to a rolling bulletin board. His eyes danced around at the vast lands that he now controlled, but the area around it piqued his interest.<br/><br/>He wanted more.<br/><br/>He was well aware of this resistance movement that were determined to oppose him, yet he didn't take them to be much of a threat as of yet. Still, they were an annoyance and he wanted to be rid of them as soon as possible. The problem was, he didn't know where they were.<br/><br/>"Fetch my pet." he simply said. An attendant standing nearby snapped to his feet and ran off towards the garrison.<br/><br/>Moments later, Drake pushed the heavy metal doors open with ease and strode into the throne room, donned in his black metal armor, his spiked helmet covering his demonic looking head. His leathery wings behind him also clad in metal, seeming to shine in the morning sunlight which streamed in from tall glass windows above. He walked forward, a heavy, menacing long sword clinking against his armor on his back, between his wings. Other attendants seemed to recoil at the sight of him, some cowered behind support pillars in the grand hall. He even noticed some Maids ducking into side rooms to get out of sight. The fact that people were afraid of him really hurt Drake but he didn't show it. Talons gripped the rug as he came before the King and a knee hit the floor with a salute across his chest.<br/><br/>"You summoned me, my liege?" Drake rasped. The woman filing the King's goblet visibly shivered at the sound of Drake's voice. The King glanced up at her slightly concerned, then waved her away. She was all to happy to leave.<br/><br/>"I want you to search for the Rebel camp along our borders. Use your magic to travel and check in with the various squads along the outer patrol. I do believe most of the patrols carry warp stones."<br/><br/>"Do we have any further information regarding their whereabouts?" Drake asked, again, several servants quickly stopped staring and directed their gaze to the floor. Drake felt embarrassed beyond belief.<br/><br/>"Scouts say they've heard of rumors of activity along the north mountain ranges, yet nothing definitive." Altrus said, glancing at the map, "Should you find them, get rid of them. Use whatever men you need."<br/><br/>"It shall be done." Drake growled, then pivoted on his heel to leave. He neared the massive doors once more and paused as he reached for the handle, the terrified woman cowering beside it caught his attention. His helmet slowly turned and red piercing eyes scanned her over. She reminded him of Leola. The same hair color and style, roughly the same body type and height. She whimpered and covered her face with a silver serving tray, backing against the wall. Drake huffed in annoyance and pulled on the door, a small billow of smoke shot out of his mouth.<br/><br/>Outside, his clawed hand went to his helmet and he lifted it slightly to drag a claw across his lips. Ash and soot came away from it and he raised a brow. This was new. Could he also breathe fire like a dragon now too? Shaking his head slightly, his helmet fell back into place and he sighed. He would have to do the grunt work for the King now and pay for the whims of a madman. To be sent out on a near impossible task of finding something only rumored to be true. Concentrating, he gathered mana in his hand as a dark mist began to swirl around it. Focusing on a sensation to the north, he picked a distant warp stone belonging to an Imperial squad and released his spell.<br/><br/>"Warp." he growled, and vanished in a puff of black smoke.<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Donta appeared with a snap above the large fountain in the middle of the park near the shopping district. Actually, he appeared face to face with the large statue of the King that adorned the center of the fountain, his nose a mere inch from the blank visage of Altrus.<br/><br/>"Eeeeeeep!" Donta squealed, reeling backwards and face planting into the large stone broadsword the King held. Spiraling downward, he landed with a splash in the water, making a few nearby dogs bark at him while he panicked for a moment, then resigned to bob gently in the water on his back, trying to think of his next move. Moving his tiny arms, he slowly paddled over to the edge then struggled to climb out of the water to stand on the edge, where he sighed heavily as he dripped on the ground. Shaking his body vigorously, water flew in all directions and left his fur puffed out so he looked like a light cotton ball. Hearing several Humans laugh he shook again and started his task of finding his Master's friends.<br/><br/>Sorry, finding his friend's friends.<br/><br/>Fluttering around with a smile on his face, he scanned the crowd for anyone he recognized from the picture he clutched in his tiny paw. It was a little soggy, but his bag did keep most of his things dry. Especially his secret stash of Kupo Nuts. If there's one thing he learned early in live is to never leave home without an emergency snack. You never know when you might need it.<br/><br/>Floating up to a large directory, he began searching for a list of all the Orphanages in the city, starting with the ones closest to him. He just hoped he didn't have to search long.