Once The Lore Master had regained her composure she asked<br/>“Who wishes to be next?”<br/><br/>Ixonia stood up and gave a small bow to the group then to Lore Master.<br/>"My name is Ixonia Yipsilanti. I am a gypsy but I am leaving my caravan due to a few personal issues and due to my dream of being a dragon rider. Granny told everyone that I would one day be a dragon rider but no one would listen to her. She is gone but I want to do well in her memory. I have many skills to offer in the entertainment area but hands off of me. And do not use magic either.” Ixonia glared at those around her before continuing on.<br/>“I will work hard for I am used to working hard. I can read and write well. I have my own wagon. That is all." Ixonia spoke.<br/>" Another entertainer in our midst. Will you be able to lift heavy things for many hours? Are you willing to live in a cave for the next ten years? Will you be able to stay inside when the Howler Winds blow for a month? Good that you are used to hard work. Let's see....You have this dream of becoming a dragon rider. Just how far will you go to get your dream? Will you give up all that you have? I think that you will manage quite well in normal circumstances but how about in an emergency? " The Lore Master asked.<br/>Ixonia spoke rather quickly to The Lore Master.<br/>“I have lifted many things all day and into the night. A cave will be fine or my wagon. I don’t know anything about Howler Winds but if I have enough supplies, I can survive being holed up for a month. All I need is food, plenty if wood and air hole for breathing and one for exhaust. I’d melt the snow for water. I have healed many people and even stitched up men who were in fights. I am not squeamish about blood and guts. I have stopped horses that were stampeding on my own while others just watched me. I even scared away a horde of wild bores with my horse Thunder." Ixonia smiled mischievously.<br/><br/>"We shall see how well you do." The Lore Master spoke calmly.