I shake my head and gently run my claws through the woman's long hair.<br/>"My name is Istari and I thank you for your assistance. Another was already here and do what he could for my outer injuries. He decided to continue up the mountain, why I do not know. There is no need to worry about me dying, m'lady, for I am immortal. This is a blessing and curse for I will suffer great and horrible pain at the hands of my enemies but never die. I will... I cough and blood spills out of my mouth, however if I am too wounded go into a deep sleep, from which I can only awaken after my body has recovered. I clutch my chest as horrible pain strikes me there. My curse is to never die and live on this world forever. I am the last white dragon and the creator wishes for me to remain forever as a jewel of world. Enough about me, you could have entire libraries filled with my stories. I cringe in pain and clench my teeth to stop from roaring in agony. Tell me about yourself and your friends I should conserve my strength and rest, but I will listen to your tale as I do."