<span style="color: #b30000">"I'll look into finding your- well, dragons don't really have parents. I'll find those who spawned you, if there's even a scale of each of them still floating around in this world I can recreate them soul and all. We can find out where your unique traits come from, I can even recreate your egg. I'll find you the answers you seek." </span>Red shrugged and closed her eyes.<span style="color: #b30000">"Nobody does. Nobody had even heard of you until some of us started going missing and questions were being asked. At first we were told you were hunting us, but when nobody out in the wilds had actually heard of you there was dissent in the temple and the strike groups were sent after you. Some never even made it to Silvermoon alive. Those that did had no idea who they were looking for, I'm sure you noticed several disguised dragons walking around." </span>She tapped her nail on the table for a moment and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"We did find you, we watched you. We saw what you were, what you did here, and we didn't want to bother you. You were a monster and while we didn't understand your seemingly random murders, they weren't alarming to us. We just couldn't go home."</span><span style="color: #666600">"And that's how I found you." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>