Garsot was grateful to get the staff back and loosened his posture as he watched the lizard creature sit next to the small dragon and explain the workings of some magic which he had no knowledge of.<br/><br/>"My name is Eira. Im glad you hear arent hurt"<br/><br/>His attention goes back to the young woman who had offered her hand and now a generous smile. He smiles back hoping she could make it out behind his mask. Getting to have a closer look at her he notices that she seems to be in a somewhat tired and weakened state but before he could ask she takes leave into into the house and away from them.<span style="font-style: italic">We should probably check to see if she is ok.</span>He thinks to the spirit of the sacred tree and begins to head after her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"How about a story instead? In a different world, there are 3 god-like beings, ones name is Sert, the dragon god."</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Serht?</span>Hearing this name makes him stop dead in his tracks and turn back towards the other two, believing what he heard to be a figment of his imagination. He listened to what was the rest of the story and noticed the small dragons claim of having a mother with the same name.<span style="font-style: italic">Coincidence?</span>He asks the spirit in a tone of not believing what he heard. The spirit responds,<span style="font-style: italic">Perhaps not.</span>Garsot could not believe that a being from this world knows of the gods but even less that their kin made it here. He just had to know.<br/><br/>"I know them...the gods...well never met them, but I know of them. They uhhh..." he hesitates while looking at the dragon, "they tried to take over the land that I was raised in. I guarded against their followers and tribesmen, Sehrt's as well." Thinking of the dragon requesting for her ma to come back, Garsot feels it is his duty to inform her of events that had took place. "You are correct," he looks at the lizard creature nodding, "There were 3 gods; Sehrt the Dragon God, Pholm the Giant God, and Gh'raht the Bat God. These gods were constantly warring with each other, even before their followers left their world to conquer the one I lived on. They wanted to rule over both worlds and had slain each others' followers in many battles. They found a way to transcend their own world but only through sending their followers to my world to enslave its inhabitants and turn them into their tribesman. They were able to conquer a vast majority of it, save for a few that were able to defend themselves, including the inhabitants of the forest I lived in thanks to the power of the sacred tree that held all the knowledge of the worlds' original inhabitants." He looks back at Alleo with a disheartening look, "But that story is a bit behind on things. The gods have been killed...all of them. Gh'raht the Bat God killed the other two before being slain himself by the same force that destroyed my home and killed everyone who lived there." Shuddering at the memory of his past events and current quest, Garsot looks to the young dragonling to gauge her reaction to what he had to say, "I don't know if your mother was the same Sehrt from my past, but if she is then I am sorry to say that she will likely not be coming back."