The whooshing sound of the wind and the rumbling roars of the Dragon’s filled Anaya’s ears the sound filling her with anticipation and urgency. But despite her urge to soar higher with Eurus, the two stayed in formation with the rest of the Clan. Anaya could fill the excitement racing through Eurus as he soared with his clan. Gently she patted him<span style="font-style: italic">”Excited are we Eurus?”</span>she thought teasingly. Eurus rumbled underneath her she giggled knowing she had embarrassed him. The great statue quickly had come and gone along with friends, family even their Master trainer Argus and his Dragon Cerinas. Seeing them both there brought back many memories forward to Anaya.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The clash of blades a slice into her arm, the burn of metal into her flesh and the warm trickle of her blood. They had fought what seemed liked day’s. Argus and Cerinas had beat them to every foot hold and every advantage leaving the two clinging to very little ground. Eurus’ ragged breathing matched her own, his magic depleted, her body warm from exhaustion. Anaya’s hand rested atop Eurus chest, his chest rumbled beneath it his yellow eyes gleaming. He wanted to continue, gently she patted him.<br/><br/>“My turn” she said with a foxish smile, being lighter than him Anaya got  to her feet and hid from space to space as her light feet made no sound as she moved along the rocky ground. Her back against the hard rock, she could hear the slight rumble of Cerinas.<br/><br/>“I’m close” she thought as she turned to check the corner. But all that greeted her was Argus’ blade against her side posed to strike. “Seriously” she thought to herself her teeth gritted together “We lost” she thought. <span style="font-weight: bold">”I know it’s okay next time we’ll get them for sure”</span> Eurus thought back his tone confident and assured. She smiled at his warming thought’s.</span><br/><br/>The memory had been one of defeat but it also had been something they were bad at, and in time Argus and Cerinas had taught them both that winning wasn’t everything. It was there bond that was important, a slight purr exuded from Eurus as he felt the ripples of Anaya’s memories. Anaya tore herself from Eurus and focused on the group around her.<br/><br/>The woman in lead<span style="font-style: italic">Olga the Searing Flame</span>and her Dragon Vehrgeist, the duo had quite the track record. Anaya had done some digging when she first heard rumors of a Clan heading out on a mission. She had<span style="font-style: italic">’acquired’</span>a key and went looking for who would be going on such a noteworthy mission. She had found the satchel and had gingerly investigated each parchment. Olga was known for being headstrong and liked being in charge. But she was a good smith and seemed to trustworthy and someone you would want guarding your back. It seemed her Dragon shared her enthusiasm, Anaya watched as puff’s of black smoke hovered and dissipated in the air as the Dragons flew on past the city limit’s. Not much later did she notice the Dragon’s flight slow down till they were almost in the center of the group.<span style="font-style: italic">“So, has anyone heard of Neyr? All I know about it is that it’s in the mountains somewhere, and it was a pretty busy place.”</span>Her voice ringing over the silent sky.<br/><br/>The next ones to make themselves known were Julius Blade Breaker and his Dragon Zhephira, She had rumors in her earlier years of a thief that looked like a prince but was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. How the year’s changed people never ceased to amaze her, now he was gleaming knight with the attitude to boot as well. But with his new gleaming attitude his record was very worthy, he was good with a blade that would come in handy. Seemed the Knight had done his research and was pretty through, well mostly. She had to give him credit where it was due. The rumors were far fetched but the tales made your hair rise up, a sign there was clearly something to fear. Even if your brain didn’t know your body knew and her body shivered. Something down in those catacombs was not something to mess with.<br/><br/>Like clockwork the next to speak was Morcant The Odd, the Cleric and his Dragon Liatha. He was the oldest and well very scholar like. Anaya could almost see him surrounded by dusty tomes, glass bottles and herbs. the thought made her laugh she watched as his she could see the fascination in his tone over the moss that apparently laid close to their target. Seemed Morcant would be of great use if either they were in grave danger or just for a patch up but also she had heard he was a wonder with an Axe. Which might come in handy where they were seeming to head towards. Again the hair’s on her neck stood up, Eurus rumbled beneath her. Her attention turning to him her hand gliding over his dark brown scales.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”I’ll be fine, you know I hate the talk of curses and such”</span>her tone light as she communed with Eurus.<br/><br/>Another of the group spoke up the one called Rhan the  Swiftsword and his Dragon Osebon, Rhan was the Paladin of the group, he seemed to confirm some of the info she had dug up. The<span style="font-style: italic">Wingless</span>it was something of a lore, but lore came from something that was real. That Anya was certain, of a curse was on that land. And the evil that seemed to follow the Wingless seemed to have engulfed a whole Kingdom. It was baffling but it had happened to Neyr none the less. But Anya took a minute to observe the Paladin he had the rough but determined look she had heard of his dedication and rising up from the orphanage. Something to hope he carried along in battles as well, it was then the Hunter Alonzo spoke catching her attention.<br/><br/>It seemed she wasn’t the only who had heard such thing’s.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">”Your just mad he beat you too it”</span>thought his tone teasing. Anaya’s mouth formed a hard line her heel hitting Eurus in the side. It wouldn’t hurt  but she could feel the rumble underneath her as he snickered at her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Snicker now Eurus but remember I got the snacks” </span>she thought back smugly, this cut off the Dragon’s amusement. His head turned slightly showing her his gleaming yellow eyes, she rolled her eyes.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Fine fine, don’t look so pitiful you're a Dragon for Gods sake”</span>she thought shaking her head slightly.<br/><br/>But before she could be left out Anaya spoke up leaning forward urging Eurus to glide atop the group. “I have heard the same as the Hunter, both stories. We won’t really have too much of an idea what is there till we get there. So I suggest we head into the forest a few miles before the catacombs. To give us an idea of the depth of poison on the land and to get an upper hand when we pay the castle a<span style="font-style: italic">vist</span>” she said with a grin.<br/><br/>Confusion swirled in Eurus’ mind<span style="font-weight: bold">”Why did you not speak of the stone?”</span>.<br/><br/>Anaya bit her lip<span style="font-style: italic">”That has nothing to do with them, I was the only one who was given info on the gem. I checked every parcel. I am to look for it alone. That is the King’s command, as his Rider’s we are bound by our word and our honor.”</span>Her tone soothing trying to comfort Eurus and his confusion. They were to be blunt instrument she was the unseen hand of the King.