<span style="color: #0000FF">Powland gave the staff back, not even stunned by the excuse. <span style="font-style: italic">Such things are possible and that armor is emanating a magical aura...</span> He thought to himself sitting himself down next to Alleo and began trying to explain the Youngling the basics of a the light spell he showed her earlier, "You have to believe you can make the light, and think about it being where you want it." Powland said, not quite realizing the adolescent dragon wasn't as interested as he was at that age in such topics. Powland sighed, "How about a story instead?" he said, searching his memory for one with dragons. "AH! Here's one!" Powland said, beginning. "In a different world, there are 3 god-like beings, ones name is Sert, the dragon god." Powland looked around at the crowd. "Unfortunately the other names were lost to the wear of time. But continuing, each god has followers and tribesmen. The followers rule over the much weaker tribesmen, evoking the gods rule among their people... The rest of the book is missing, burned off or torn..." Powland sat up patting Alleo again. "I can't get hungry but if i could, i probably would be now" He said laying against the tree and looking through his aquired Books. </span>