<strong>Location:</strong>Fairwinds Ferry<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><br/>This was a curious conundrum for the dragon.  Ordinarily, there was more than enough time to think everything out and let it all get settled by middle management and bureaucracy, leaving him not to have too much in the way of his own.  One could see the gears working, because he wasn't going to just give up everything, but returning to the good graces of Heaven was certainly in his best interest, and he knew it.<br/><br/>The first words out of his mouth didn't have much in the way of planning, only in what he wanted, but the rest followed.  "There's a Scion of Nezha, Feng Jia."  Even though he was speaking English, anyone listening could hear the natural ease of the surname being spoken first.  "She just killed one of Ao Guang's sons less than a year ago.  This mirrors the myth of Ao Bing, and for all the words and greatness of Heaven, no response to these grievances will come."  He was certain on this, just as it's known that Ao Bing's death received no restitution.<br/><br/>He peered at Luke, not expecting much, but trying to extend a claw in something approaching peace.  "If you can deal with this Scion, who should be killing demons and is killing dragons just like her father, I can report this to Ao Guang as a success.  This will indeed show that the son of Sun Wukong is more interested in balance and in Xia than his father, even if he needs the staff and will bring glory to Ao Guang in its use."  He added after a moment of consideration, "And since you didn't kill any of the crabs, I don't expect you to kill her otherwise.  You'll do something more...interesting, in these interesting times."