Soren turned around and raised an eyebrow at Reizu's question. "How I came to know Chris? Well, to do that first I'll have to tell you a bit about myself and Chris..."<br/>"Chris was born in Mumbai 17 years ago, to your typical Romeo/Juliet story-feuding families, forbidden love, love at first sight, blah de blah. Indian father and British mother. The one thing they didn't expect was that Chris was born a telekinetic-a power in those days feared and loathed in equal measure. On a cart ride into the nearby mountain range where his father lived, the procession was ambushed by secular bandits."<br/>"I was 21 then, a recruit in the Light Dragon Panzers, a small elite squad of military dragons designed to protect the magically gifted. We got the call but by the time we got there the bandits were prowling the procession for him. We took care of them but it was too late-everyone had been killed, with the exception of Chris who was under an overturned cart. I took care of him on the way home and he was adopted by Sam and Tea, a dragon couple in Caledonia who wanted children but were unable to have any. Because I brought him to them they asked me to be godfather and I gladly accepted."<br/>"Through the years I rose in rank through the LDPs and in my seventh year became commander. I saw Chris quite often and used to bring him gifts home from long missions. He admired me greatly. At 10 he took up the classical guitar and two years later I brought him home that Ibanez Destroyer over there." He gave a warm, infectious laugh. "I don't think Sam ever forgave me for that. Every night he practiced and practiced. He really did love the instrument."<br/>"When I was 34 I quit the Panzers and opened up this club-a year later Chris moved down here. And that's pretty much it. To this day Chris considers himself more dragon than wolf." Soren leaned back and grinned at Reizu. "And that's that."